sırf aaron un orion kelimesini telafuz edişi için bile defalarca dinlenebilecek, tüyler ürperten kusursuz bir aşk şarkısı.

(bellatrix - 6 Kasım 2007 10:57)

my dying bridein eski sounduyla birlikte eski logosuna da geri dondugu album.

(goner - 8 Haziran 2002 23:52)

doom metal ile black metalin dansını eşşiz bir şekilde sunan kadim my dying bride albümü.

ayrıca hakkındaki en son entry'nin 2008 de girilmiş olması halen çok az değerli şahıs tarafından keşfedilmiş olmasına delalettir ve bu albümün orijinalini almak için 2001 de karınca gibi para biriktiren bendenizin yüzünde tatlı bir tebessüme yol açmıştır ey aziz rohan halkı.

30 yaşındayım evet.

(karinca beli - 12 Eylül 2011 22:37)

she is the dark'ı da içeren muhteşem mdb albümüdür.

her notası ayrı bir yağmur altında basılmış olan albümdür, ayrıca.

maden öyle, caps united;

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iqzisl_adxm

(karinca beli - 30 Mart 2012 21:56)

mükemmel bi şarkı, söz/hikaye açısından düşünürsek my dying brideın en iyisi olması muhtemel..

(downhand ii - 2 Ekim 2003 22:25)

my dying bride'in en cok sevdigim albumu. grubun sahane tarzi, ayari iyi verilmis bir agresyon ve diger albumlere kıyasla biraz daha one cikan enstrumanlar mukemmel bir uyum saglamistir. sarki sozlerindeki olgunlugun en ust seviyeye ciktigini da soylemek lazim. into the lake of ghosts, she is the dark, edenbeast, the light at the end of the world bu albumden akla ilk gelen guzel parcalar.

(metalyric - 23 Mayıs 2004 11:32)

sevdiği kadınla son bir gece için tüm hayatını dünyanın sonunda okyanusun ortasında bir adada geçirmeye razı olan bir adamın öyküsü..my dying bride 'ın onlarca mükemmel şarkısından biri.

(rapper134 - 29 Mart 2005 01:34)

my dying bride'in "keman ile yapabileceğimiz herşeyi yaptık. ve eğer o depresif soundu kemansızda yakalayabiliyorsak, hala yeteneğimiz var demektir" şeklinde yorum yaptığı ve keman kullanmadığı albüm.

(disp - 15 Ekim 2001 19:42)

^*an isle, a bright shining isle
stands forever, alone in the sea
of rock and of sand and grass
and shale, the isle bereft of trees.

- small. a speck in the wide blue
sea. 'tis the last of all the land.
a dweller upon our lonesome
isle, the last, lonely man? -

by the gods he is there to
never leave, to remain all his
life. his punishment for
evermore, to attend the eternal light.

the lighthouse, tall and brilliant
white, which stands at the end
of the world. protecting ships
and sailors too, from rock they
could be hurled

yet nothing comes and nothing
goes 'sept the bright blue sea.
which stretches near and far
away, 't is all our man can see.

though, one day, up high on
rock, a bird did perch and cry.
an albatross, he shot a glance,
and wondered deeply, why?

could it be a watcher sent?
a curse sent from the gods,
who sits and cries and stares at him,
the life that they have robbed.

each year it comes to watch
over him, the creature from above.
not a curse but a reminder of
the woman that he loved.

- oh weary night, under stars,
he'd lay and gaze.
up towards the moon and stars.
the suns dying haze.

time and again, orion's light
filled our man with joy.
within the belt, he'd see his love,
remembering her voice -

the twinkle from the stars above
bled peace into his heart
as long as she looks down on him
he knows they'll never part

one day good, one day bad
the madness, the heat, the sun,
out to sea, he spies upon land.
his beloved albion.
cliffs of white and trees of green
children run and play,
'my home land' he cries and weeps,
why so far away?

eyes sore and red. filled with tears,
he runs towards the sea.
to risk his life, a worthy cause,
for home he would be.

into the sea, deep and blue,
the waters wash him clean.
awake. he screams. cold with sweat.
and albion a dream.

- such is life upon the isle,
of torment and woe.
one day good. one day bad.
and some days, even hope.

the light at the end of the world
burns bright for mile and mile
yet tends the man, its golden glow,
in misery all the while?

for fifty years he stands and waits,
atop the light, alone.
looking down upon his isle
the gods have made his home -

the watcher at the end of the world
through misery does defile.
remembers back to that single night
and allows a tiny smile.

(his sacrifice was not so great,
he insists upon the world.
again he would crime,
again he would pay,
for one moment with the girl)

her hair, long and black it shone,
the dark, beauty of her eyes,
olive skin and warm embrace,
her memory never dies.

'twas years ago, he remembers clear
the life they once did live.
endless love and lust for life,
they promised each would give.

alas, such love and laughter too,
was short as panting breath
for one dark night, her soul was kissed
by the shade of death.

(agony, like none before,
was suffered by our man.)
who tends the light now burning bright
on the very last of land.
(anger raged and misery too
like nothing ever before.)
he cursed the gods and man and life,
and at his heart he tore.

- a deity felt sympathy
and threw our man a light
'your woman you may see again,
for a single night. -

but think hard and well young man,
there is a price to pay:
to tend the light at the end of the world
is where you must stay.

away from man and liufe and love.
alone you will be.
on a tiny isle. a bright shining isle
in the middle of the sea.'

- 'i'll tend the light, for one more night
with the woman whom i love',
screamed the man, with tearful eyes,
to the deity above.

and so it was that very night
his lover did return.
to his arms and to their bed,
together they did turn.
in deepest love and lust and passion
entwined they did fall.
lost within each other's arms
they danced (in lover's ball). -

- long was the night filled with love.
for them the world was done.
awoke he did to brightest light,
his woman and life had gone.

to his feet he leapt. to the sea he looked.
to the lighthouse on the stone.
the price is paid and from now on
he lives forever alone.

fifty years have passed since then
and not a soul has he seen.
but his woman lives with him still
in every single dream.

'tis sad to hear how young love has died
to know that, alone, someone has cried.
but memories are ours to keep.
to live them again, in our sleep.-

(disp - 15 Ekim 2001 19:44)

(bkz: sear me 3)

(streetprincess - 19 Mayıs 2005 00:16)

mine çayiroğlu 'nun söylediği mete özgencil şarkisinda ^* mağrur olarak nitelenmiş fener.

(kaktus - 19 Mayıs 2005 13:21)

(bkz: end of the world news)

(minca - 19 Mayıs 2005 13:23)