Twelve-step Suite

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Группа Dream Theater, а точнее, ее второй вокал и барабанщик Майк Портной создали замечательный альбом Twelve Step Suite.
Майк - наркоман и алкоголик, пройдя шаги, не смог не вылить впечатления в музыке и стихах.

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twelve-step_Suite

Список:
00:00 Prologue-The Mirror
06:46 Step I- Reflection
11:56 Step II- Restoration
19:19 Step III-Revelation
20:22 Step IV-Reflection of reality (Revisited)
26:55 Step V-Release
31:47 Step VI-Ready
35:29 Step VII-Remove
39:54 Step VIII-Regret
45:37 Step IX-Restitution
50:35 Step X-Restraint
57:30 Step XI-Receive
59:54 Step XII-Responsible

Пример текста:

I. Reflection

Cunning, baffling, powerful-
😰n beaten to a pulp.
Vigorous, irresistable-
Sick and tired and laid low.

Dominating, invincible-
Blackout, loss of control.
Overwhelming, unquenchable-
I'm powerless; have to let go.

I can't escape it-
It leaves me frail and worn.
Can no longer take it-
Senses tattered and torn.

Hopeless surrender-
Obsession's got me beat.
Losing the will to live,
Admitting complete defeat.

Fatal descent,
Spinning around,
I've gone too far to turn back round.

Desperate attempt-
Stop the progression.
At any length,
Lift this obsession.

Crawling to my glass prison,
A place no-one knows,
My secret lonely world begins.

So much safer here;
A place where I can go
To forget my daily sins.
Life here in my glass prison,
A place I once called home,
Fall in nocturnal bliss again.

Chasing a long-lost friend
I no longer can control,
Just waiting for this hopelessness to end.

II. Restoration

Run- fast from the wreckage of the past.
A shattered glass prison wall behind me.
Fight- past walking through the ashes.
A distant oasis before me.

Cry- desperate crawling on my knees,
Begging God to please stop the insanity.
Help me- I'm trying to believe,
Stop wallowing in my own self-pity.

"We've 😰n waiting for you, my friend.
The writing's 😰n on the wall.
All it takes is a little faith-
You know you're the same as us all."

(*1)
Help me: I can't break out this prison all alone.
Save me: I'm drowning and I'm hopeless on my own.
Heal me: I can't restore my sanity alone.

Enter the door desperate,
Fighting no more.
Help me restore to my sanity
At this Temple of Hope.
I need to learn;
Teach me how.
Sorrow to burn.
Help me return to humanity.
I'll be fearless and thorough
To enter this Temple of Hope.

Believe- transcend the pain.
Living the life.
Humility opened my eyes.
This new odyssey of rigorous honesty.

Serenity I never knew.
Soundness of mind helped me to find
Courage to change
All the things that I can.

"We'll help you perform this miracle,
But you must set your past free.
You dug the hole, but you can't bury your soul;
Open your mind and you'll see."

(repeat *1)

III. Revelation

Way off in the distance, I saw a door
I tried to open.
I tried forcing with all my will and still
The door wouldn't open.

Unable to trust in my faith,
I turned and walked away.
I looked around, felt a chill in the air;
Took my will and turned it over.

The glass prison that once held me is gone-
A long-lost fortress,
Armed only with liberty
And the key of my willingness.
Fell down on my knees and prayed,
"Thy will be done.";
I turned around, saw a light shining through-
The door was wide open.

IV. Reflections of Reality Revisited

Hello mirror, so glad to see you, my friend,
It's 😰n awhile.
Searching, fearless- where do I begin to heal
This wound of self-denial?

Face yourself, man!
Brace yourself and trace your Hell back.


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