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written in minor key

by ABSIDIA

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1.
press the button one more time, change the channel, travel through your world full of love, lustre and stars. you're lost in your dreams, believing everything they put in front of you but has nothing to do with real life. it's just a staged spectacle to keep you from realizing your potential, to hinder you from breaking out of the prison called tv. it quenches your thirst for happiness, it keeps you satisfied, makes you feel good.
2.
in your full glory you shine like the sun falling trough the leaves of an old tree, touching the ground but never melting the ice that covers the eternal flame. coal appears to be gold and everyday's life is like a walk trough the garden of eden. the grey haze around me turns into a faint smell of rose and clove. to open your mouth and listen to the words you say is sweeter than milk and honey, softer than the skin of a newborn child and more valuable than life.
3.
each time i see sand on bare skin i ask myself if there can life without water in a desert full of emotions. a tear full of regret out of your eyes would help me to overcome the barrier to my complete calm, to see your right was wrong. it wasn't only me who caused the pain, it takes two people to do what we have done. you go out of one's way to find the place you lost your lack of inhibition, to find the moment we became one but at the same time broke apart.
4.
the earth turns her inside out to destroy what she created. mankind the incarnation of perfection, shaped by gods almighty hands, now seizes the ground, exploits mother nature to gain a brick of coal, a block of wood, a piece of gold. but is it worth to pay a price higher than a billion dollars for just a lifetime of luxury? are one hundred years of wind, rain and fire less valuable than a wooden floor? the boundary line is crossed, it was a small step for a men, but a huge step for mankind. the blood of a mother has been shed by her own children, the ground is soaked with blood, the retaliation of innocence: a storm for each fallen tree, a flood for each polluted sea, a famine for each wasted grain.
5.
until the opposite is proved right you abide to your decision, never admit to the atrocities suffered by the disarmed. you worship those who were responsible for the mortal fear of thousands. you commemorate the day your messiah preferred suicide to admitting his lost struggle. read the inscriptions on the tombs of those who died a bitter death, now lying buried in the fields of extermination. listen to the screams of those locked up in the wagons of the train of extermination, waiting for the deadly poison. feel the pain of those who were tortured in the labor camps, raped by countless sentries on cold grounds, starved to death in the name of your blue-eyed god in uniform. their death was arranged by transforming a religion into a race, dedicated to be annihilated. this is the case, there is no getting away from it, it has inevitably happened or do you call us fools?
6.
let lhe shades fall down you live your life and bask in your fame, but people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. take a look behind the facade, see what is hidden in the dark, set the balls rolling and put your cards on the table. your paltry generosity was only a means to an end, the veil to cover your evil face. your kindness is just a pretence for your machination, you have blotted your copy-book, you're ruthless. let the shades fall down to end the tyranny, to create an abundance if birdlife without greed and pain. hidden track museum walking through the gallery full of remembrances of a time, so clean and serene. the pictures moving by as fast as my hearts beats the rhythm of our song, i still can hear it, this sweet melody, coming closer, reminds me of the moments we shared together. the colours fade away and out comes your face as beautiful as it ever has been, calling out my name, driving me crazy, i fall to the ground, unable to move, trying to scream but only bring myself to say your name, say your name...

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May I introduce you: ABSIDIA, the metallords of our all future! With their 1st full-length, "written in minor key" these nice swedish, ops... southern German guys, celebrate a ceremony in black that won't fade unheard. Highly technical guitar-riffs, joined by thrash-to-slo-mo-to-doublebass-gallore-drums are completed with a singer that screams on top of his guts. The melodic result is rounded off with a few accoustic parts and slowing break-downs that will definitely touch your heart. Lyricalwise ABSIDIA covers personal as well as political issues; well written with a fine sense for passion. "written in minor key" go from melodies to neckbreaking speeds to full stop. This is a huge factor of why this album is so great, it never grows old - it's definitely a grower. So if you long for metal that still manages to contrast with most of the contemporary metalcore releases, this one might satisfy your desire...

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released June 6, 2000

The samples at the beginning of "press the button" and "let the shades fall down" are spoken by Mumia Abu-Jamal.

Track 6 consists of "let the shades fall down" and a hidden track ("museum").

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