Me hubiera gustado estar en ese toque, y disfrutar no como unos ahí que se quedan como títeres y no disfrutan de están gran banda, que lamentablemente ya no sacaron material.
+Moises Rossi Eu amo Tristania, a Vibeke em especial, mas confesso que a sonoridade do The Sins Of Thy Beloved é melhor, mais profunda, mais melancólica, mais bela.
As thou await for the embrace of the poudrins Thou hear the roaring of a stormy wind Thou feel a gelid shiver deep within As thou wonder what will this winter bring The spectress of winter are rising Under the pale north star Mist benights the horizon Cold and arcane it appears Hearken thy mournful euphony When wintry tempest so furious sweep Sounds so majestic, a symphony So enchanting a deep sonorous grief Carry me o'mighty winter To my desolate realm Where i shall narrate my tale of woe My creed my unseemliness The northern light above the murky skies Enchaning me it's so divine As the winter nights slowly enlarges Snow conceals it's winther'd leaves I'm thy winter fire Embrace thee with desire Always sorrounding thee And enswathing thee Yet it shall bloom The mid'winter storm That compels The landscape to deform Embellishing in The enchanting twilight As the master of winter Evinces his might Carry me o'mighty winter To my desolate realm Where i shall narrate my tale of woe My creed my unseemliness The poudrins embrace my cold realm So arcane but yet so gracious It emerged in solemn splendour So alluring and beyond divine.
One thing i love about the "gothic" audience and performers is that they always stand still and quiet, because they wanna show no emotion as their intelligence level is so above of any sentimentalism will not allow them to show excitement or joy because of the high risk of appearing ridicule. i grew up with this music, back in those days this was doom metal, nowadays is just gothic. by the way i'm sure everybody there are the most nice people you could meet
