viernes, 26 de febrero de 2021

DARZAMAT

 


Origen: Polonia, Katowice

Formados: 1995

Estilo: Black sinfónico, gótico

Temática: Brujería, fantasía, filosofía, magia, poesía oscura, recuerdos y teoría del caos.

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Miembros: 

  • Chris Guitarra
  • Flauros Programaciones y voces
  • Jacek Gut Batería
  • Markus Bajo
  • Nera   Voces
Discografía:

  • In the Flames of Black Art CD 1996
  • In the Opium of Black Veil EP 1999  
  • Oniriad CD 2003
  • Seven Golden Fires Recopilatorio 2004  
  • SemiDevilish CD 2004
  • Transkarpatia CD 2005
  • Live Profanity (Visiting the Graves of Heretics) Video 2007
  • Solfernus' Path CD 2009  
  • A Philosopher at the End of the Universe Single 2020  
  • The Great Blaze Single 2020  
  • A Philosopher at the End of the Universe CD 2020

A PHILOSOPHER AT THE END OF THE UNIVERSE (2020)
Once años después de su último lanzamiento los polacos regresan con un nuevo álbum que poco tiene que ver con lo expuesto en su anterior "Solfernus' Path". Este nuevo "A Philosopher at the End of the Universe" es un álbum con un sonido más maduro y atmosférico que se sustenta en elementos más cercanos a lo gótico y al dark metal, abandonando un tanto los influencias más propias del black sinfónico.  Si que es cierto que la primera parte del álbum prodría responder a un estilo como el black sinfónico, fruto de la inclusión de algún doble bombo, presencia testimonial de teclados y una atmósfera oscura que se ve respaldada por un ritmo un punto más elevado. Hay que mencionar que un aspecto del todo muy importante a lo hora de describir este álbum es del las voces de Nera, presentes en la primera parte del álbum en una facete dual con las de Flauros, que sin llegar a ser innovadoras si que cumplen un cometido de dualidad entre la oscuridad y la melancolía. El álbum a medida que avanza va ganando presencia atmosféricas, góticas y ambientales, como podemos apreciar en la parte central del mismo donde protagonismo de Nera se hace más patente, erigiendo su voz en un aspecto central de la música y abandonando estilos más extremos para hacer acto de presencia elementos del metal melódico sin más o el gótico. Hay buenos riffs en algunas secciones, como recuerdos de antaño, y con ellos se cierran el álbum en un tema como "The Kaleidoscope of Retreat" donde se encuentra de manera más experimental el equilibrio entre lo extremo y lo más accesible como si este tema fuera a marcar el devenir de los próximos pasos de la banda. (7,7).



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1. Reminiscence 01:21  
2. A Philosopher at the End of the Universe 04:28  
Like a hawk, I swoop down on your countenance
Like a shadow I immolate your soul
Like knowledge I cloud your mind
Like a priest I make you harden your heart

A philosopher at the end of the universe
A crown of spearheads on my head
Human! King of all kings!

My morgenstern is called freedom
In shards of stained glass I read the false past
I kindle the torch of knowledge tonight
I am the end, the light and the dark

I am the flame
I burn and hurt your eyes
I am a lone wolf
The enemy of the meek
I am the firebrand
The mark on a leather-bound book

Exultant I look forward to the coming of dawn
Which has everything and remains alone
Arrows are shot into the darkness
The night illuminates with stars

Blinded by the cosmic light
I do not seek redemption
I’m here to kindle desires
And show you that fear is a handful of ash
3. Running in the Dark 04:31
   I take upon my shoulders the weight of the world
Blood and ugliness, bitterness and pain
Death, mourning, sadness and deep shadow
Still the world is hard to accept

I cast away the body, the seat of pain and doubt
My gaze does not fall on the lifeless
My touch shall not heal the lost and the blind
I shall make torpid earth wake to primeval chaos

Charmed by dark beauty
I free nightly spirits from the abyss
I still remain a part of the only mystery
Kindling desires in souls gone astray

I am liberty, the Devil's own work
An iris of fire, an oracle mad
The flame I carry and you follow
Dances to the wingbeat of my black arts

If but a drop of what I feel
Flew up in the sky
Wings would lift infinity
And the universe would burn like a torch

Run, run, running in the Dark
4. Thoughts to Weigh on Farewell Day 04:17
My gaze falls cool on you, with no emotions I cannot see the sparkle in your eye I want to tell you more than my lips allow I will regret not keeping you with me, But now you must go on alone I can't believe you'll never tell me Of things I had no time to ask about Of how imperfect we all are Every single star must fall There are words, undeniable There are deeds, irreversible There are thoughts, unforgettable Shorter days, longer nights I caress my moonlit visions It is winter, still this lovely tree decides to bloom Clouds they carry rain, so don't look back Forever night The wind-lashed tree It's the secret of life This is the horizon of your fears I'm closer than you think 
5. The Tearful Game 05:26
  What’s behind the mask should stay concealed

Look at the stars
One of these long cold nights
Look how hard they shine
Hide if you can still can!
If you choose to open these doors
Do so with utmost care

In the name of everlasting wounds
In the name of endless pain
In the name of lustful dreams
In the name of a silent god
My sacrifice…

You do not understand
But you must believe
Look at the stars
One of these long cold nights
Look how hard they shine

If you choose to open these doors…
Secrets are meant to stay hidden

Ice covers memories and emotions
I have entered the secret room
You can start praying
The tearful game is over

Days without love or glory
Forgive me and think me not mad
In darkness everything feels the same
Sticky shadows upon shadows
The lying game is over
6. The Sleeping Prophet 03:54
 The icon of Man on the monument of the world I am
Mors rules the land on the other side of darkness
The serpent is arisen in my breast
I curse and feel when God deserts me

I am the dissonant chord
The rasp in the heavenly symphony
How I deride the Scriptures
How I despise the tombs of the mighty

To beg the world for a single tear is useless
I’d rather make a pact with the Devil
Instead of bowing my head in contrition
I shall fly up to Heaven and order God to kneel

Adore my sinful lust
Adore my restless onyx heart
Adore my boldness and my pride
Volcano swollen with a thousand streaks of lava

From black stars which pierce infinity
I watch the twilight of the gods
All angels will fall
All sacrum will lose divinity

When heavens turn to darkness
7. Clouds, Clouds, Darkening All 04:39
   The raven has eclipsed the sun
Brewing storm covers the skies
Despair goes from grey to black
Horizon drowns in darkness
As frothing waves rage and roar

Mournful choirs whisper
Flooded by sorrow I am ruined
Pain in the eternity of passing
Through grudging mist I ramble
Bitterness and gloom have overcome me

A single word that stabbed me hard
Face whitened by its frosty gaze
Forgotten shadows stretch their arms
In a funeral conduct

Sworn into silence, phantoms glide by
Thrown on its back, the past has died
Death whispered the only verse it knows
And scattered everything
He will remain
Forever silent
His mouth was shut before he tasted life
A cruel hand snatched his time away
Clock strikes stroke eleven in his hour

He closed his eyes
Before he saw the world
Thick silence cradled him to sleep
Everything gone in a moment
Clouds, clouds, darkening all
8. The Great Blaze 04:15
  You kindled desire in me
Dirty and reckless
I followed you down a very narrow lane
Rough walls grazed my arms

A fire suddenly started behind me
I was cut off
No way to turn back anymore
Flames pushed me on to you
Charring all hope in my heart

Coils of smoke take my breath away
Acrid smell strings my throat
The world grows distant and dark
Again I am all alone
Just like I was before

In flame I shall be purified
In flame I shall exult
I’d rather let them consume me
Than feel my insides turn to stone

I touch the dancing red
The pain is merely a whisper
On tips of flames I rise
Right into the sublime

Blaze, blaze, the great blaze

And once this is over
Once the great blaze
Within and without is spent
Once I explode and passion is no more
I shall become scattered
Into memories and star dust
9. The Kaleidoscope of Retreat 05:44
   Give me some silence so that I can touch
The undisturbed lucidity of the air
I feel my pulse in my sleep, through dreams that hide within

I open to the images which lazily float in
Each generation has a story to tell
Stripped of our dream we sit down on clouds
And vanish together with the setting sun

Fading among the letters written to the past
We wander and weave our nights together with mornings,
Thoughts strain to hear the voice of life unfulfilled

The drama of evenings and nights when the we only dream of leaving
Deep in the shadow the fear of the invisible appears,
Silence arrives next and sits between us
Once again light crumbles in our hands
Misfortune makes stronger memories than bliss

Space crushes us down, grabs us and chokes us
Sweet dream of satisfaction haunts us no more
We awake full of fears that all we built
Soon will fall apart again

But the song never dies with the man
Absorbing light we become light ourselves
  38:35








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