† † BLACKPANTER-BLACKPANTER † †: enero 2009

lunes, enero 12, 2009

KREATOR - HORDES OF KAOS, 2009

(TRASH METAL)

ESSEN, ALEMANIA

TRACKLIST:

1.-"Hordes of Chaos (A Necrologue for the Elite)" - 5:04
2.-"Warcurse" - 4:10
3.-"Escalation" - 3:24
4.-"Amok Run" - 4:12
5.-"Destroy What Destroys You" - 3:13
6.-"Radical Resistance" - 3:43
7.-"Absolute Misanthropy" - 3:37
8.-"To the Afterborn" - 4:53
9.-"Corpses of Liberty" - 0:55
10.-"Demon Prince" - 5:16

DESCARGA AK ;-)

SIRENIA - THE 13TH FLOOR, 2009

(METAL SINFONICO/METAL GOTICO)

NORUEGA

TRACKLIST:

1.-The Path To Decay
2.-Lost In Life
3.-The Mind Maelstrom
4.-The Seventh Summer
5.-Beyond Life's Scenery
6.-The Lucid Door
7.-Led Astray
8.-Winterborn 77
9.-Sirens Of The Seven Seas

DESCARGA AK ;-)

HOCICO - TORA!- TORA!- TORA! LIVE IN JAPAN 2008

(ELECTRO INDUSTRIAL)

MEXICO, DF

TRACKLIST:

01. Intro

02. The Shape of Things to Come

03. Spirals of Time

04. About a Dead

05. Spirits of Crime

06. Forgotten Tears

07. A Fatal Desire

08. Fed Up

09. Bloodshed

10. Ecos

11. The Day the World Stopped

12. Poltergeist

DESCARGA AK ;-)

domingo, enero 11, 2009

THE SYNTHETIC DREAM FOUNDATION - BEHIND THE GATES OF HORN AND IVORY, 2008

(Ebm/Darkwave/Goa-Psy Trance)

USA

Tracklist:

01. They Who Breathe Darkness

02. O' Dead Armoured Sky

03. Eine Dunkle Sphärische Widerstand

04. Eternity's Poisoned Drapes

05. Among the Angels' Debri

06. Eine Schöne Ruine

07. Formless Beasts

08. Hammers Out of the Unutterable Palace

09. Construction of the underworld ...

DESCARGA AK ;-)

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LA PANTERA (J.L.BORGES)

A UN GATO (J.L.BORGES)

EL GATO (BAUDELAIRE)

LXVI LOS GATOS (BAUDELAIRE)

Los amantes fervientes y los sabios austeros
adoran por igual, en su estación madura,
al orgullo de casa, la fuerza y la dulzura
de los gatos, tal ellos sedentarios, frioleros.

Amigos de la ciencia y la sensualidad,
al horror de tinieblas y al silencio se guían;
los fúnebres corceles del Erebo serían,
si pudieran al látigo ceder su majestad.

Adoptan cuando sueñan las nobles actitudes
de alargadas esfinges, que en vastas latitudes
solitarias se duermen en un sueño inmutable;

Mágicas chispas yerguen sus espaldas tranquilas,
y partículas de oro, como arena agradable,
estrellan vagamente sus místicas pupilas.

GATO NEGRO (EMMA POSADA)

Alma de duende en cuerpo de sombra.
Enjoyada la cabeza,el espinazo interrogante,
el paso de seda.
Las campanas desbordan sus doce vinos.
Luna en los tejados.
Brisa en las ramas deshojantes.
La pedreríade los ojos del gato se abrillanta.
Espera...La bruja de la escoba,
andrajosa y hambrienta no hade venir ahora;
se durmió de cansancio en el campanario del pueblo.
La desesperación en el lomo del gato forma un arco
y lanza la flecha de un maullido.
Un signo lúgubrese alarga en el silencio.
Gato negro, embriagado de luna.
Gato negro, bohemio de los tejados;
eco del infierno, silueta de un pecado.
Gato negro: seda, sombra y pedrería.

LA MUERTE DE LOS AMANTES (BAUDELEIRE)

Tendremos un lecho de suaves olores,
divanes profundos como sepulturas,
y en tallos y búcaros nos darán las flores
aromas extraños bajo albas mas puras.

Nuestros corazones, amando a porfía,
darán de su antorcha la llama postrera:
dos llamas gemelas son tu alma y la mia,
espejos que miran la eterna ribera.

Relampago único, centella preciosa,
una tarde mística de azul y de rosa,
el adios seremos, el llanto el sollozo.

Y después un ángel, abriendo las puertas,
los espejos turbios y las aguas muertas,
resicitaran temblando de gozo.

NO ONE IS THERE (SOPOR AETERNUS)

Now and then i'm scared, when i seem to forget
how sounds become words or even sentances...
no, i don't speak anymore and what could i say, since no-one is there and there is nothing to say... So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone...
listening to the lack of light, or sound,
or someone to talk to, for something to share...
but there is no hope and no-one is there.
No, no, no... not one living soul
and there is nothing (left) to say,
in darkness i lie all alone by myself,
sleeping most of the time to endure the pain.
I am not breathing a word, i haven't spoken for weeks
and yet the mistress inside me is (secretly) straining her ears.
but there is no-one, and it seems to me at times
that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind...
I am the mistress of loneliness, my court is deserted but i do not care.
the presence of people is ugly and cold
and something i can neither watch nor bear.
So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone,
listening to the lack of light, or sound,
or someone to talk to, for something to share...
but there is no hope and no-one is there.
No, i don't speak anymore and what should i say, since no-one is there and there is nothing to say?
all is oppressive, alles ist schwer,
there is no-one and no-one is there...

BEAUTIFUL THORN (SOPOR AETERNUS)

Ivy Kiseed he Shadows,
As Mnorning lusts for dew...
she with lips of sweetest pain lies in wait for you.
with the dawn she went away before mist veiled the earth; nothing reamined, except for the wounds, the olny gift of her. "Oh, For Themselves They Should Despair,
When our graves lie in silence,
but we're not there! when theres are voices...
close to your ear, but...no reflection...is hauting the mirror with the dawn we went away before mist veiled the earth, nothing remains, except of the woundm the only goft...
of him, me, or her.