Helios Day Mood.

UCD Choral Scholars – Mo Ghille Mear.

MO GHILLE MEAR Written by the eighteenth-century poet Seán Clárach Mac Dómhnaill, Mo Ghille Mear is a traditional allegorical song – similar to the Gaelic poetic form of the Aisling – in which the poet laments the departure of Prince Charles Edward Stuart (Bonnie Prince Charlie). As is customary, the poetic text portrays the land in decline in his absence. The drum used in this recording is the Irish single-headed frame drum, the bodhrán.

Text and Translation below the fold.

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Tīw’s Day Mood.

Ville Valo – Valo Yossä. (English Lyrics.)

 

Taksin katolla vilkkuu
Yön ainoa valopilkku
Tuhto topattu moottoriveneen odottaa
Minä menen

Esiin tunkevat aatokset sameat
Valhetta vatvovat karkeat sanat
Paksu lompakko on
Helppo on lempeä pyytää
Kerjääjä
Alla silmien himerrys hyytää

Valoviikatteet taloja niittää
Käsi hamuaa lautturin viittaa
En osaa elämää syyttää en kiittää
Se jääköön
En piittaa

Kohdusta hautaan
Ui uuttera lautta
Tuhannen kapakan kautta

 

Kronos Day Mood.

Mono Inc – My Sick Mind TV.

I can’t get no sleep I can’t see the light I can’t stop the itch I can’t temporize
I can’t heal myself I can’t stop the greed I can’t sympathize I can’t love
So do you really want to change with me?

Come walk in my shoes for a little while
And sink in my pain
Come walk in my shoes for a little while
You’re welcome to my brain
Hear what I hear
See what I see
On My-Sick-Mind-TV
You don’t want to be me

I can’t rest in peace I can’t change the world I can’t stop the jolt I can’t say those words
I can be no good I can’t stop to scream I can bring you down I can’t smile
So do you really want to change with me?

(2x)
Come walk in my shoes for a little while
And sink in my pain
Come walk in my shoes for a little while
You’re welcome to my brain
Hear what I hear
See what I see
On My-Sick-Mind-TV
You don’t want to be me

(4x)
Come walk in my shoes for a little while
Watch My-Sick-Mind-TV!

Thor’s Day Mood.

Wolves in the Throne Room – A Looming Resonance.

Staring onward,
As time stands still.
Devoid of tribulation,
While time stands still.
Starlight breaks this darkened haze,
Filter through decay.
Moonstruck children indisposed,
Malignant culture thriving on.
Defile the sanctum,
Of this place.
Wind stirs nigh,
Brings rain to cleanse

Winter now converges,
Drenched in all its blackness.
The last stalks of light are devoured,
Shadows wade through filth
With gestures far too wide
And so they march on hallowed ground.
History repeating,
Behavior that’s been burned into the bone.

Staring onward
Will time stand still?
A thousand years of fruitless searching,
Object of desire beyond the reach,
Of old and brittle hands,
With bated breath, anticipate the end.
Voices of the vanquished echo in the dreams
They can’t elude
Where is the fire
That dwells inside,
Darkness returns with cold embrace.
Staring onward,
When time stands still.
Devoid of tribulation,
Time stands still.
Staring onward,
Time stands still