название:

The Wrath of Fate


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Abney Park


жанры: steampunk, darkwave, industrial, gothic, electronic
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The rain was blowing
The lightning cracked
All the windows smashed
With sails scorched or barely there
All our hopes were dashed
With tethered lines and planking charred
The ship stayed on its course
Our fires lit, the clouds around,
And we felt deep remorse

But the crew stayed at its post
And the Captain at his wheel!
We all endured the wrath of fate
But thought our fate was sealed
chain’s as weak as its weakest link
 [bad word] did cut us through
But strength in arms and hearts and heads 
Held 'cause our course was [bad word] 

traitor lay within our midst and stirred unrest within
From vanity or selfishness or any other sin
With fires set and lanyards cut 
The traitor did jump ship
And left the blazing falling corpse
Of vessel in our grip

But the crew stayed at its post
And the Captain at his wheel!
We all endured the wrath of fate
But thought our fate was sealed
chain’s as weak as its weakest link
 [bad word] did cut us through
But strength in arms and hearts and heads 
Held 'cause our course was [bad word] 

And down we plunged, a fireball
skeletal frame of ash
With airbags burst three thousand feet
All our hopes were dashed
Nothing could keep that ship aloft
So, so down we crashed
Five hundred fathoms down we fell
Toward briny deep we splashed!

But the crew stayed at its post
And the Captain at his wheel!
We all endured the wrath of fate
But thought our fate was sealed
chain’s as weak as its weakest link
 [bad word] did cut us through
But strength in arms and hearts and heads 
Held 'cause our course was [bad word] 

The ocean hit like wall of stone
The creak of timbers like banshee's moan
But through the resolve of the Captain’s crew
Waves broke bow and then withdrew

The mast was charred but still so strong
So sails we did raise
The windows gone above waterline 
The water quenched the blaze
With lightning bolts quite far aloft
And gentle wind below
The Captain’s crew and battered ship 
Sailed into sunset’s glow

But the crew stayed at its post
And the Captain at his wheel!
We all endured the wrath of fate
But thought our fate was sealed
chain’s as weak as its weakest link
 [bad word] did cut us through
But strength in arms and hearts and heads 
Held 'cause our course was [bad word] 

But strength in arms and hearts and heads 
Held 'cause our course was [bad word]

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Это интересно: Cтимпанк-группа, основана в Сиэттле, США Робертом Брауном в 1997. В своем творчестве использует элементы индастриала, электроники и народной музыки разных стран мира. В 1998 они выпустили свой первый альбом Abney Park, и в 1999 Return to the Fire. Трэки с этих двух альбомов, и несколько новых сформировали третий релиз, названный Cemetery Number 1. В ранние годы своего существования они как в музыке так и во внешнем... подробнее
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