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The time has come to write a review that aims to be a tribute to one of the best metal bands that the history of this genre has given us, at least in the opinion of the writer, a band whose story is indissolubly tied to the personal affairs of the singer and guitarist Jon Nödtveidt, a cursed poet who destroyed his life with reprehensible actions, but who was able to create something unique artistically. Dissection indeed represents the perfect synthesis of a certain way of understanding metal music: they created a style that incorporates the characteristics of the two main extreme genres that found fertile ground in Northern Europe, death metal and black metal, and they combined them with the melodic influences characteristic of classic metal from the eighties. However, what truly made the difference is the band's compositional class and its extraordinary expressiveness. Many have tried to imitate Dissection, such as Naglfar and Sacramentum, but no one has ever really succeeded.
And so, after the masterpiece "Storm of the Light's Bane," where the union between black and melodic death metal reaches its peak, an EP was released containing some tracks previously available only as bonus tracks or on tribute compilations to other bands. The song that gives the title to the record is "Where Dead Angels Lie," also present here in a rawer demo version, a splendid black metal ballad in which the band is able to weave dark and melancholic melodies that inevitably disturb the most sensitive part of our soul. The other songs cannot compete with this marvelous track, only "Night's Blood" is capable, but the furious (and newly recorded) "Son of the Mourning" with its scratching thrash influences holds its own and shows us the coordinates on which the band moved at the beginning. Finally, the two covers: "Antichrist" by Slayer needs no introduction, presented here in a more aggressive guise, since Nödtveidt is growling instead of Araya, while "Elisabeth Bathori" is a remake of a song by the forgotten Tormentor, pioneers of black metal in Hungary and led by Attila Csihar, originally not far from Dissection's style and further elevated here.
Unfortunately, as already mentioned, the band's history is inevitably linked to that of Jon Nödtveidt, and therefore this EP represents the last valid work under the name Dissection. It is better, in fact, to ignore the annoying return to the scene and remember this controversial band for how it was in the nineties, when at the height of its artistic creativity, it created unforgettable masterpieces like "The Somberlain" and "Storm of the Light’s Bane," masterpieces that no one will ever be able to match.
Tracklist and Lyrics
02 Elisabeth Bathori (05:05)
"This is the story about Elizabeth Bathory
Her blood is ours... pure Hungarian blood..."
Dark castle, occult carols sound,
Women... crying... eternally satisfied
Elizabeth did not rest this night
Her youth ensorcelled through black eyes
The dead girls are courting her
Upon deadly magic circles' lines
Pricking needles under ladies nails
Their frosted bodies buried alive
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I have to feel your breath
I lust to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
You are also her sacrifice
You will give your blood
Because she must have a bath
Welcome my youth, a life before...
More complete then ever... by blood
Oh yes by the blood i was encored
Oh I feel the magic... I fly...
Fly towards the moon..
Countess it is your night
Haunted by your wild desires
Possessed by bestial lust
You are the godess of love
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I have to feel your breath
I lust to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
Insatiable is her mind
she craves virgins' blood evermore
Her flames will never die...
Surrounded by infernal glory
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I have to feel your breath
I lust to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
03 Anti Christ (02:45)
Screams and nightmares
Of a life I want
Can't see living this lie no
A world I haunt
You've lost all control of my
Heart and soul
Satan holds my future
Watch it unfold
I am the Antichrist
It's what I was meant to be
Your God left me behind
And set my soul to be free
Watching disciples
Of the satanic rule
Pentagram of blood
Holds the jackal's truth
Searching for the answer
Christ hasn't come
Awaiting the final moment
The birth of Satan's son
Screams,
From a life I live
Torment,
Is what I give
Torture,
Is what I love
The down fall,
Of the heavens above
I am the Antichrist
All love is lost
Insanity is what I am
Eternally my soul will rot
04 Feathers Fell (00:52)
Feathers fell... like leaves from a tree
Blood ran... like water from a sea
Angels cried... as the rain poured
Feathers fell... they'll fall no more...
05 Son of the Mourning (03:14)
Evil son......
Spread your wings of deepest black
Spit on "god"......
May his lies be forgotten
The son of the mourning
A gift to our earth
Christ stands tall no more
So bestow your force upon us
Gaze into the wall of these restless souls
Eternally, lost in fear of your
godforsaken son
You have tasted suffering
That dove of life has died
Paralyzed and terrorized
By the fear you feel inside
Caught within the floods of blood
Evil, departed sea
Immortal but now it's like to forever bleed!
We saw the truth
And it's the draining of the blood
of your false redeemer
The mourning son has now control
So what if it's evil
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