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Death

  1983   США   Techno Death Metal


Leprosy - 1988 - Тексты

1. Leprosy 6.20
2. Born Dead 2.28
3. Forgotten Past 4.36
4. Left To Die 4.37
5. Pull The Plug 4.27
6. Open Casket 4.56
7. Primitive Ways 4.33
8. Choke On It 5.54

Chuck Schuldiner - Vocals & Guitar
Rick Rozz - Guitar
Terry Butler - Bass
Bill Andrews - Drums

Комментарий (31.08.2004 Ruslan): Истинной Смерти Проказа полезна. Death - Leprosy (1988)

Настоящая Смерть начинается именно с этой пластинки. Равно как и эталонный «флоридский звук». Записывал пластинку знаменитый продюсер Скотт Бёрнс в Тампе, на студии Морриссаунд. Запись сделала знаменитыми и Мориссаунд, и самого Бёрнса, увы, породив при этом тренд.

Для записи Чак пригласил своего подельника из первого состава Mantas Рика Роза и рекрутировал ритм-секцию в лице басиста Терри Батлера и барабанщика Билла Эндрюса. Избавившись от Райферта, привносившего в звучание группы веномозную сырость и, скажем так, не добавлявшего техники, Чак упорядочил стилистическую составляющую смертельной музыки. Группа заиграла брутальней, но перестала чураться медленных вставок, звук стал намного чище, но тяжесть при этом не только не утратилась, а даже как-то уплотнилась. Как от прокаженного, от музыки Death стали отваливаться самые гнилые и болезненно звучащие куски. При этом организм не издох, напротив, утратив часть «мясного нароста», он укрепился и заматерел. Проказа оказалась полезной, я бы даже сказал, очистительной.

Итак, перед нами первый по-настоящему дэтовый альбом. Эталон стиля.

Не могу удержаться от того, чтобы не привести личные впечатления от альбома пятнадцатилетней давности. В мае 89-го я вернулся из армии, и мои приятели-меломаны стали вводить меня в курс современных металлических течений. Винил Leprosy, купленный по тем временам за 150 рублей - по цене трёх фирменных винилов Deep Purple - стал первой дэт-металлической пластинкой, которую мне довелось услышать. Не сказать, чтобы я возрадовался услышанному - тяжелее Slayer с Sepultura мне ничего не попадалось и мозги категорически отказывались осмысливать услышанное. Первое впечатление - «да это какой-то медленный трэш, только очень тяжёлый». Понимание пришло лишь после доброго десятка прослушиваний. И сегодня эта пластинка звучит свежо, динамично и оригинально.

"Leprosy"

Bodies deformed way beyond belief
Cast out from their concerned society
Flesh contorting day after day
Freak of the dark world is what the people say

Their lives decay before their eyes
There is no hope of cure
Among their own kind they live
A life that's so obscure
First an arm and then a leg
Deterioration grows
Rotting while they breathe - Death comes slow

Leprosy will take control and bring you to your death
No chance of a normal life to live just like the rest
Leprosy will spread with time, your body soon to change
Appearance becomes hideous a sight too much to take

Tuberculoid the most severe
Decay of the nerves comes fast
Sense of feeling soon to be gone
Life will never last

No hope of recovery after the nerves are eaten away
Damage is done you feel no more pain
Bones decay deterioration grows
Origin of this horrid disease nobody knows

Their lives decay before their eyes
There is no hope of cure
Among their own kind they live
A life that's so obscure
First an arm and then a leg
Deterioration grows
Rotting while they breathe - Death comes slow

Leprosy will take control and bring you to your death
No chance of a normal life to live just like the rest
Leprosy will spread with time, your body soon to change
Appearance becomes hideous a sight too much to take

"Born Dead"

Brought to this world to wither away
Naive about the ways of life is what they say
Millions live millions die, more are yet to come
Living skeletons - Where they come from

Born dead into this world
To starve and rot in agony
Born dead into this world
It's their choice, why can't you see

Life of misery, soon a corpse you be
As bones show through, nothing you can do

Relief does not exist
When you are born to die

Disease spreads fast across their dying world
Many cemeteries they will have to build
As process goes on for many years to come
A human waste land created when they are done

Born dead into this world
To starve and rot in agony
Born dead into this world
It's their choice, why can't you see

"Forgotten Past"

Deep in your mind there is another side
A morbid truth one cannot hide
Unimaginable gore was your past time high
To hear people scream, to watch them die

Return back to the burial site
Face your dreams upon this night
Severed limbs not far away
Spirit past you now obey

Images of the forgotten past
Your first life revealed at last
Now you'll find to your surprise
All the corpses you left behind

A place you feel you've been to before
Where life would turn right into gore
You dig deep down through the years of decay
The truth is revealed, you found you way

Return back to the burial site
Face your dreams upon this night
Several limbs not far away
Spirit past you now obey

Images of the forgotten past
Your first life revealed at last
Now you'll find to your surprise
All the corpses you left behind

"Left To Die"

Put your life into their hands
Die for someone else
Now you're in the real world
Where pain and death are felt

The first blood shed does not seem real
Reality is what you feel
Dropping to your knees you pray
God won't make this go away

You will not return alive - Left to die
Suffering until the end - Left to die

Time stands still as you pass away
No more tomorrow this is you last day
On this fucking earth

Bodies fall onto the ground
Blood flies through the air
Shredded victims lie in pain
Death is never fair

Legs blown off, all hope is lost
A human life is what it cost
Others follow close behind
A real adventure they will find

You will not return alive - Left to die
Suffering until the end - Left to die

"Pull The Plug"

Memories is all that's left behind
As I lay and wait to die
Little do they know
That I hear their choice of life

End it now, it is the only way
Too cruel, that is what they say
Release me from this lonely world
There is no hope - Why don't you

Pull the plug
Let me pass away
Pull the plug
Don't want to live this way

Once I had full control of my life
I now behold a machine decides my fate
End it now it's all too late

What has now been days, it seems like years
To stay like this is what I fear
Life ends so fast, so take your chance
And make it last

End it now, it is the only way
Too cruel, that is what they say
Release me from this lonely world
There is no hope - Why don't you

Pull the plug
Let me pass away
Pull the plug
Don't want to live this way

"Open Casket"

Approach the image filled with fear
As the image grows so clear
Future now takes full control
The one whose past you now behold
Touch - The flesh it is so cold
Turn away - You now have been told
Never to return, memories will last
In the future, you'll think about the past
Never to forget, what you have seen

People come to pay respect
Taking pictures of the dead
That is what life comes to be
Once they lived, now they're deceased

Death is oh so strange
The past no one can change
What you can't predict
Is how long you'll exist
Open casket - Open casket

Life will never be the same
Death can never be explained
It's their time to go beyond
Empty feeling when they're gone

Never to return, memories will last
In the future, you'll think about the past
Never to forget, what you have seen
What can not be real you now believe

"Primitive Ways"

Go against the ways and experience pain
Leading a life which one might call insane
Bathe in blood of the one you killed
Slaughter to survive, your needs are fulfilled

Using horrid waste
Some of them will taste
Removing deadly disease
With such primitive ease

Cannibals practising the art of butchery
Emotions don't exist, pain you can't resist

Primitive ways

Conducting ceremonies to meet the ancient ones
While having an outer body experience
Celebrate the kill of the day
Then walk among the guts of the fallen prey

Using horrid waste
Some of them will taste
Removing deadly disease
With such primitive ease

Cannibals practising the art of butchery
Emotions don't exist, pain you can't resist

"Choke On It"

Freedom is just a breath away
Will you live to see the day
As the heat intensifies
You start to choke, your insides fry

Seizure now sets in
Torture will begin
Twisted bodies lie
Waiting now to die

Choke on it - As your tongue goes down
Choke on it - Death is all around

Screaming fills your frenzied mind
No way out no more time
Example made for those to see
Your freedom turned to misery

Word is all around
Of what they have found
Lesson to be learnt
You will not return

Choke on it - As your tongue goes down


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