Founded in 2009, Tatiana took over duties from Max Fatullaev who left the band in 2010. You don't know what's in my soul And you can't hear what's in my head I'll hold on to what's my own Until the end, until i'm dead When the final illusion falls apart I'll be right where you need me! When the final illusion falls apart When the world's at the end And sent back to the start! Will you speak the truth? The goldilocks voice is set against a clear fizz of guitars and metallic drums. Then a reticent strum starts things off — and a swinger-friendly euro song breaks out … somewhat cheerfully. With a darkness and a formidably surprising quality about them. But soon enough, like an unexpected disease, this song — like the songs before it — takes a turn. Jinjer are a welcome addition to the popular female fronted metal genre. Our Scriba Pontificus had a listen.
All shall come to pass! And they have really discovered a hero protagonist in Tatiana. She is, absolutely, one of the most enigmatic and powerful metal singers around. All shall come to pass! I know our roads separated us I know you hurt but this pain won't last I can die for you if i have to This is my price i'm willing to pay it Never say always! Like a corpse bride rising from the dirt. You say you're trapped and it seems there is no way out You've lost your will to live and found new doubts I will bleed for you if i have to This is my choice i'm willing to help you Never say always! But some maladapted guitars soon suck up the angelic radiance. Set me free for it holds me tight I wanna feel that bitter taste Set me free Please, tell me! This is a magnificently moody piece of dark theatre.
Trapped like a fly In the tissue of lies, I rot in delusion and trickery Fuck all your deceptions! Liberate me from the noose I've been tied down for so long Take us to a new stage Turn another page, Where we're not suspected anymore Will you speak the truth? Will you speak the truth? Fuck the bullshit you've been feeding us with You've been feeding us with! Liberate me from the noose I've been tied down for so long Take us to a new stage Turn another page, Where we're not suspected anymore. The stinging hairs, that bristle out from the barbed guitars in this song, sting and ensnare. The flurry of accompanying guitars is fragile and bittersweet, and the low notes rumble out like an invertebrate caught in a windpipe. . Will you speak the truth? Will you speak the truth? The pace is a bit awkward at first — with a radiant voice centre-most.
I'll be right where you need me. Creepy but, ultimately, immensely satisfying. Since the world goes round Through the age of lies We've been hiding our trust Under tons of dust Under tons of dust We're expecting a stab In the back from a friend We're all to attack But never know how to defend It's easy to believe In something you can't see While deceiving all your life You catch me out in a lie Downright Monstrous Barefaced Outrageous Monstrous Outrageous Monstrous Outrageous Can't you see it is so downright? And you can't hear what's in my head No! Set me free for it holds me tight I wanna feel that bitter taste Set me free; now tell the truth to me Can't you see it is so downright? Will you speak the truth? At this point, you will conclude that this song will be a warm and audience-friendly hummer. The guitars become deeply eviscerated and a thundering bass-line foreshadows serious injury to the ears. .
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