ilk albumleri olan theatre of tragedyi 1995’de cikaran, liv kristine espences gibi bir soliste sahip olan, norvecli gothic doom metal grubu.
theatre of tragedy
liv kristine in buyuleyici sesiyle vokalistligini yaptigi grup. velvet darkness they fear, aegis, a rose for the dead gibi cok ba$arili albume imza atmi$, theatre of tragedy albumunden sonra elektronik muzige kayarak buyuk bir du$u$e gecmi$tir.
liv kristine i gruptan atma cürretinde bulunabilen bu nedenle helal olsun adamlarda ne cesaret var dediğim çok başarılı alman gruptur.seraphic deviltry isimli şarkısı çok güzeldir...
cassandra diye bir sarkısı vardır ki doomun en iyi örneklerindendir
(bkz: venus)
(bkz: der tanz der schatten)
en iyi şarkıları
...distance there is
come in out of the rain thou sayest -
but thou neer steptst aside;
and i am trappd - a distance there is...
none, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof;
behold! - tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -
i will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear;
thou hast heedd that i am of innocence,
yet thou letst thy lass into peril -
thou letst me be parched;
my heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask.
when thou thy tears hast hidden,
"come back!" thou sayest - there i soon am to be -
but how am i to run when my bones, my heart
thou hast me bereaft - but run thou sayest;
i run - and there and then i behold
that a time will come when i again dead will be.
thou tellst me to leave without delay -
i leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands;
lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending;
so by a dint of smite i gait ere i run and melt together with dusk.
in my mind in which is this event,
but it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!
after all these years thou leftst me down in the emotional depths -
the sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,
turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world;
all the beautiful moments shared, deliberately pushd aside -
...a distance there is...
...distance there is
come in out of the rain thou sayest -
but thou neer steptst aside;
and i am trappd - a distance there is...
none, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof;
behold! - tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -
i will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear;
thou hast heedd that i am of innocence,
yet thou letst thy lass into peril -
thou letst me be parched;
my heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask.
when thou thy tears hast hidden,
"come back!" thou sayest - there i soon am to be -
but how am i to run when my bones, my heart
thou hast me bereaft - but run thou sayest;
i run - and there and then i behold
that a time will come when i again dead will be.
thou tellst me to leave without delay -
i leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands;
lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending;
so by a dint of smite i gait ere i run and melt together with dusk.
in my mind in which is this event,
but it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!
after all these years thou leftst me down in the emotional depths -
the sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,
turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world;
all the beautiful moments shared, deliberately pushd aside -
...a distance there is...
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