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Founded in 1987 in Italy, they were able to get no less than Rick Anderson (Damien King III, ex WARLORD) for their musical visions. It is exactly this conjuring voice and the adding of all manners of classical instruments/choirs constitute a lot of MARTIRIA’s appeal. Epic arrangements and progressive song structures and many acoustic passages are able to captivate you throughout the playing time. If this gem would have been released in the eighties, you would bow down with awe and praise this as a timeless classic. (The Metal Observer)

 

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Revenge
(Menario-Capelli)
from the album "The Age of the Return"



Under the chains, meat gets rotten,
I've counted this stones every day
I had forgotten
To have a debt to pay
But now I know.

Her beauty sweet like poison,
All she's taken.
But now I have awaken
Now I am back!

Pain, when tendons and muscles seem to crack.
God, make me the shadow of the man I was
Now that I've nothing left finally all is clear
I am back.

For the empty promises whispered in the wind,
For the days that won't return, the lost joy
For my freedom, for the betrayal that loosed my mind,
They'll all will pay.


Where is his strength?
He's just a child,
Trapped in the body of a man.

Clever woman!
Or just cruel…
Empty promises of love.

You asked his trust,
And then you laughed.
Kissing your mouth he got lost.

Down in the jail,
Dreaming revenge.
Blind tears in the dark.


Women are a matter of lust,
Their beauty only a sweet trap.
They talk of trust,
They want you to believe
The day they leave.

She took my name, pride and glory,
She was my shame,
She sold my freedom,
Throw me in jail.


Pain, when tendons and muscles seem to crack.
They took my eyes but I'll see my revenge.
Tonight will be different, tonight all will change.
I am back.

I hear her voice between the songs, I hear her laugh.
Life is running away, but they'll come with me!
And laughs can easily turn into cries, as she taught.
So red was her mouth…


Cracks in the roof.
The child has grown.
Hard a lesson has learnt.

Clever woman!
Or just cruel…
Empty promises of love.

You asked his trust,
And then you laughed.
On your mouth he got lost.

Revenge taste's strange
Bitter and sweet
Like blind tears in the dark.

Revenge taste's strange
Bitter and sweet
Like sadness and love.

 


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