Cruel, Steel Night
парящие синтезаторы, Nu-metal and rap-rock, Distorted electric guitars play syncopated, palm-muted power chord riffs, A five-string electric bass follows the guitar patterns with a metallic, clanking tone, The drum kit features a dry, high-pitched snare and a double-kick pedal used for rapid bursts, Turntable scratches and electronic samples are integrated into the transitions, The tempo is 95 BPM in the key of D minor, The arrangement alternates between heavy, riff-driven sections and atmospheric passages with clean, delayed guitar melodies, флейта, скрипка, электрогитара, свирель, орган, загадочный, сентиментальный, темно-синие, электронный рок, южное госпел, проникновенный вокал, городские ритмы, эйсид-джаз, джент-гитары, гуцинь, глубокий латунь, экспериментальный синтезатор, индийский стиль, быстрая ловушка, мужской вокал кантри, брейкбит, неомелодико неаполитано, гитара акустика, альтернативный R&B дембоу, французская инди, даунтемпо джент, экспериментальная окружающая среда
Cruel, Steel Night
парящие синтезаторы, Nu-metal and rap-rock, Distorted electric guitars play syncopated, palm-muted power chord riffs, A five-string electric bass follows the guitar patterns with a metallic, clanking tone, The drum kit features a dry, high-pitched snare and a double-kick pedal used for rapid bursts, Turntable scratches and electronic samples are integrated into the transitions, The tempo is 95 BPM in the key of D minor, The arrangement alternates between heavy, riff-driven sections and atmospheric passages with clean, delayed guitar melodies, флейта, скрипка, электрогитара, свирель, орган, загадочный, сентиментальный, темно-синие, электронный рок, южное госпел, проникновенный вокал, городские ритмы, эйсид-джаз, джент-гитары, гуцинь, глубокий латунь, экспериментальный синтезатор, индийский стиль, быстрая ловушка, мужской вокал кантри, брейкбит, неомелодико неаполитано, гитара акустика, альтернативный R&B дембоу, французская инди, даунтемпо джент, экспериментальная окружающая среда
Lyrics
Beak and wings spread wide, it feels.
Doors flung open to the gloom,
I step out into night’s cold room,
Where anxious pages, one by one,
Are filled with frost, with winter’s stun.
The pages turn — a horror’s book,
Of the world that stands and looks.
The world holds many books, you see —
Newspapers, journals, mystery:
Detective tales where, line by line,
We stage our dramas, make them shine,
And in our tours, we come to know
The meaning hidden, deep and slow.
* The spectator lives the role with us,
Sincerely, long, without a fuss.
A young soul, filled with empathy so vast,
Then — they switch the place at last:
The watcher and the actor change their space,
Exchanging roles in time’s embrace.
Alive within the role we play,
Up in the gallery, far away,
Someone watches, someone weeps —
No one’s cruel without a cause, it keeps;
No soul is deaf to wounds that ache —
So the play, that touches heart,
Leaves behind a strength, a start.
* The spectator lives the role with us,
Sincerely, long, without a fuss.
A young soul, filled with empathy so vast,
Then — they switch the place at last:
The watcher and the actor change their space,
Exchanging roles in time’s embrace.
Remember, human —
Your role has been reviewed,
That part you’ve lived, it’s understood,
It teaches someone’s soul anew.
Let’s renew the history,
And write fresh chapters bold and free
Into books of cosmogony —
Pages, chapters, meant to be.
Set your thoughts to music’s flow,
Like words that long to go and grow.
Sing that song with all your heart,
For ages — never set apart.
Become great;and;sincere, take flight,
Renew the light, shine ever bright.
Write the finest days, so clear,
Into history — hold them dear.
* The spectator lives the role with us,
Sincerely, long, without a fuss.
A young soul, filled with empathy so vast,
Then — they switch the place at last:
The watcher and the actor change their space,
Exchanging roles in time’s embrace.