Way Down
Sergio
digipack
Way Down - молодая немецкая группа, образованная из участников Power Rangers Of Hardcore. Только в этот раз взят намного более серьезный подход к музыке и текстам, да и основные влияния не самые последние - Verse, Have Heart и Modern Life Is War.
Группа, как я понял, из тусовки Lasting Traces и Reason to Care, что, собственно, сказывается и на музыке - играют добротнейший модерн хардкор. Дебютная ипиха вышла на I For Us Records (Nine Eleven, Endzweck).
Члены группы:
Rodi - вокал
Dani - гитара
Baster - гитара
Reso - бас
Felix - ударные
Дискография:
Ghost Please Die EP [2009] 320 kbps
The Happiest Are Not The Richest
"we hope and live our way and even if we go alone we think it is right. we won..t get numbed by preachers. we search our way until this journey finds an end that we can accept."
Stand Still And Watch The Heaven Dusk
Like Notes Burns Up The Day Lasts Only In Our Thoughts
Forgetting The Start By Living The End
We Abandon all Hope By Breaking The Bend
That Is Keeping Our Ship From Sinking
Looking Forward With A Bitter Smile
And Step By Step We Reach The Door
We Never Doubt Not Even Once In A While
We Will Get Our Feet On Solid Ground
And Even If There Are Sticks And Stones
Dragons And Scary Whitches
We Wont Stop Cause We Wont Forget
The Happiest Are Not The Richest
I Know There Is An Island
Fullfilling All Our Dreams
It Is A Place On Earth
Where Honey And Milk Are Pouring On Chocolate Trees
We Dont Have To Bother
About A Heavens Gate
We Dont Have To Fear
An Almighty Old Man
Hearts Turn To Stone
"we don..t want materialism to to rise above the idea that people shouldnot harm each other in any way . live together instead of just beside each other. don..t battle with big cars or nice shiny bullshit. your things do not mean anything in the end. do something good for others. live your own way and support those you love or those who need to be supported. you must not embody this system and its society."
Stop Breathing
Close Your Eyes And Draw The Curtains
The Years Passed By
And You Are Still Fixed
Close To Your Face
Straight Through Your Brain
Consuming Everything
Focused On Tv
Consuming The World And Spend A Lifetime
With People You Hate
Disguise Yourself As A Better One
Hearts Turn To Stone In A Community That You Support
Where Do We Go From Here
What Has Happened To Us
It Is in Our Hands
Speak and Move On
To Form A Society
Where People Build Each Other Up
Where The Definition Of Freedom Is Not
Affected By Fake Instruction
Stand Your Ground With An Open Mind
Where Do We Go From Here?
What Has Happened To Us
It Is in Our Hands
Speak and Move On
Ghost Please Die
"love turns to hate turns to love turns to hate..."
Wasted Times Are That Whats Left
In This Solitude Between me And You
I Numb Myself Again
Real Life Just Has To Wait
No Chance to Explain myself
What Is Left do Say
Some Things Never Change
We Had Tried So hard
To Keep This Fucking Flame Alive
Again. Again. Again So many Times
Just A Thought Only A Word
Every Night Awake
Frightened By The Shadows Of My Past
Ghost please Die!
Every Breath You Try To Take Away Helps Me To Realise That Something Never Change
Ghost please Die!
Every Breath You Try To Take Away Helps Me To Realise That Something Never Change
Rain City
"we do not want to be a part of a hardcore scene that is nothing but a fashion show.
hardcore does not mean to have awesome tattoos or the biggest flesh tunnels. hardcore is having fun and express a way life and politics. so respect other ones like you want to be respected and stop looking at others like you don..t want them to be a part of your great scene."
An Unknown Hand Obstructs The Light.
In The City Behind The Deep Dark Wood.
Fathers Are Hding Under Their Blankets.
Are We Alive?
Only The Dogs Left Alone in The Rain.
An Old Man Is Watering His White Orchids.
Never Grown Up Just A Seed.
He Was Lost In Reverie.
Walking On Wet Leaves.
No Hellos, No Goodbyes.
Just Killing Glances.
Instead Of Hearts We Have Got Rusty Engines.
Driven By All These Signs Of Hope.
We Always Want What We Cant Have.
But We Wont Be The Ones Who Bend.
In Days Of Night.
In This Cold World.
Where Hours Feels Like Years.
Donate Your Skin
"we hate the fur industry. we hate that animals suffer in cages. they get skinned or even skinned alive. it..s cruel to wear fur. and no one would buy fur if they would see the whole process. we hate people that want to stand out from others by showing their money with fur. fuck you and your money and fuck you for supporting this horrible fashion murder."
It’s not your right
Since the days our world began
We use creatures for some aim
Once for things necessary
Now for beauty for the fame
Hope the pictures haunt you
As you looked into their eyes
As they suffered in their cages
Without a place to hide
They have a dignity
Who gave you the permission
You don’t know the pain
Exchange your bodies
You would feel what we explain
Like we’ve heard
In our infancy
Do unto others
As you would
Have others
Do unto you
As long as we think that they cannot feel
they have to feel that we cannot think
Swim with the sharks fight with the bears
hope they would strike to justify their tears
tortured souls are left behind
to make your style with a mind thats blind
seasons change
"knowing what this life means. time won..t wait for you so don..t wait until your time comes. use what you have and make it valuable. you can make every moment a worthful moment but mostly we don..t realize it. we wait for the weekends or something special. we have to open our minds for every day and what it brings."
so many breaths i took numb
unconscious for what I have
day by day year by year
I lived apart from myself
buried under the sand of time
but still can I put upside down
I realised the worth of time
knowing that no second
will given back to me
going conscious through the day
at the end I wanna say
that I used what I had
for me my last day won..t be sad
the longer you wait
the more you miss
every moment has it..s worth
even if it seems so ordinary
living every single day
not waiting for a special one
waiting time is wasted time
try to get each day well done
some day you open your eyes
knock at the inside of your coffin
looking at your clock and yelling loud
at someone to turn back time into now
Sinking out of sight
burn down what we once called our home
without intention dead and gone
for some damn reason you've never told
forget, forgot, forgotten
i'm done
sinking out of sight, falling down a brittle plank
i wish you would drown by my side
watch the hours falling away
take a breath for one more time
no way back to homeport
no way back to homeport
i'm going down
against all reasons
it's my final wish
to see your bitter smile
one last time
i don't mind
let the matter rest
forget it once
and for all
"we hope and live our way and even if we go alone we think it is right. we won..t get numbed by preachers. we search our way until this journey finds an end that we can accept."
Stand Still And Watch The Heaven Dusk
Like Notes Burns Up The Day Lasts Only In Our Thoughts
Forgetting The Start By Living The End
We Abandon all Hope By Breaking The Bend
That Is Keeping Our Ship From Sinking
Looking Forward With A Bitter Smile
And Step By Step We Reach The Door
We Never Doubt Not Even Once In A While
We Will Get Our Feet On Solid Ground
And Even If There Are Sticks And Stones
Dragons And Scary Whitches
We Wont Stop Cause We Wont Forget
The Happiest Are Not The Richest
I Know There Is An Island
Fullfilling All Our Dreams
It Is A Place On Earth
Where Honey And Milk Are Pouring On Chocolate Trees
We Dont Have To Bother
About A Heavens Gate
We Dont Have To Fear
An Almighty Old Man
Hearts Turn To Stone
"we don..t want materialism to to rise above the idea that people shouldnot harm each other in any way . live together instead of just beside each other. don..t battle with big cars or nice shiny bullshit. your things do not mean anything in the end. do something good for others. live your own way and support those you love or those who need to be supported. you must not embody this system and its society."
Stop Breathing
Close Your Eyes And Draw The Curtains
The Years Passed By
And You Are Still Fixed
Close To Your Face
Straight Through Your Brain
Consuming Everything
Focused On Tv
Consuming The World And Spend A Lifetime
With People You Hate
Disguise Yourself As A Better One
Hearts Turn To Stone In A Community That You Support
Where Do We Go From Here
What Has Happened To Us
It Is in Our Hands
Speak and Move On
To Form A Society
Where People Build Each Other Up
Where The Definition Of Freedom Is Not
Affected By Fake Instruction
Stand Your Ground With An Open Mind
Where Do We Go From Here?
What Has Happened To Us
It Is in Our Hands
Speak and Move On
Ghost Please Die
"love turns to hate turns to love turns to hate..."
Wasted Times Are That Whats Left
In This Solitude Between me And You
I Numb Myself Again
Real Life Just Has To Wait
No Chance to Explain myself
What Is Left do Say
Some Things Never Change
We Had Tried So hard
To Keep This Fucking Flame Alive
Again. Again. Again So many Times
Just A Thought Only A Word
Every Night Awake
Frightened By The Shadows Of My Past
Ghost please Die!
Every Breath You Try To Take Away Helps Me To Realise That Something Never Change
Ghost please Die!
Every Breath You Try To Take Away Helps Me To Realise That Something Never Change
Rain City
"we do not want to be a part of a hardcore scene that is nothing but a fashion show.
hardcore does not mean to have awesome tattoos or the biggest flesh tunnels. hardcore is having fun and express a way life and politics. so respect other ones like you want to be respected and stop looking at others like you don..t want them to be a part of your great scene."
An Unknown Hand Obstructs The Light.
In The City Behind The Deep Dark Wood.
Fathers Are Hding Under Their Blankets.
Are We Alive?
Only The Dogs Left Alone in The Rain.
An Old Man Is Watering His White Orchids.
Never Grown Up Just A Seed.
He Was Lost In Reverie.
Walking On Wet Leaves.
No Hellos, No Goodbyes.
Just Killing Glances.
Instead Of Hearts We Have Got Rusty Engines.
Driven By All These Signs Of Hope.
We Always Want What We Cant Have.
But We Wont Be The Ones Who Bend.
In Days Of Night.
In This Cold World.
Where Hours Feels Like Years.
Donate Your Skin
"we hate the fur industry. we hate that animals suffer in cages. they get skinned or even skinned alive. it..s cruel to wear fur. and no one would buy fur if they would see the whole process. we hate people that want to stand out from others by showing their money with fur. fuck you and your money and fuck you for supporting this horrible fashion murder."
It’s not your right
Since the days our world began
We use creatures for some aim
Once for things necessary
Now for beauty for the fame
Hope the pictures haunt you
As you looked into their eyes
As they suffered in their cages
Without a place to hide
They have a dignity
Who gave you the permission
You don’t know the pain
Exchange your bodies
You would feel what we explain
Like we’ve heard
In our infancy
Do unto others
As you would
Have others
Do unto you
As long as we think that they cannot feel
they have to feel that we cannot think
Swim with the sharks fight with the bears
hope they would strike to justify their tears
tortured souls are left behind
to make your style with a mind thats blind
seasons change
"knowing what this life means. time won..t wait for you so don..t wait until your time comes. use what you have and make it valuable. you can make every moment a worthful moment but mostly we don..t realize it. we wait for the weekends or something special. we have to open our minds for every day and what it brings."
so many breaths i took numb
unconscious for what I have
day by day year by year
I lived apart from myself
buried under the sand of time
but still can I put upside down
I realised the worth of time
knowing that no second
will given back to me
going conscious through the day
at the end I wanna say
that I used what I had
for me my last day won..t be sad
the longer you wait
the more you miss
every moment has it..s worth
even if it seems so ordinary
living every single day
not waiting for a special one
waiting time is wasted time
try to get each day well done
some day you open your eyes
knock at the inside of your coffin
looking at your clock and yelling loud
at someone to turn back time into now
Sinking out of sight
burn down what we once called our home
without intention dead and gone
for some damn reason you've never told
forget, forgot, forgotten
i'm done
sinking out of sight, falling down a brittle plank
i wish you would drown by my side
watch the hours falling away
take a breath for one more time
no way back to homeport
no way back to homeport
i'm going down
against all reasons
it's my final wish
to see your bitter smile
one last time
i don't mind
let the matter rest
forget it once
and for all
- Опис
- modern melodic hardcore, Germany
- Країна
- Німеччина
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