|
|||||||
|
|
|
|||||
|
|
|||||||
 |
|||
What have the members said about OHBTCL? "It's easier to follow that story in comparison with "Entropia." There is a person who is working in the weapon industry. It has a kind of inner doubts. This person makes a New Year's resolution, he wants to find out what consequences his life and his work has on other part of the world. Chapter two of the story is his journey where he goes around the world, sees different places and sees what his weapons are doing. At the end he comes to the place in the former USSR, to the lake Karachay placed in Kyshtym. This lake was used to dump radioactive materials. In 1998, if you stand just one hour at that lake, it would kill you within two weeks, you will die from the physical injuries. Now they covered this lake with the concrete to prevent this danger. The message of the album is that everybody is the part of the machine, a little wheel in the big machinery. His idea from the beginning was that he would leave this machine, but he realized that it's impossible to do that, because outside one machine there are other machines. You must choose what machine you want to be part of and you must be responsible for the direction of this machine." There has been more information on this album since most interviews were conducted when the band was promoting this album and the story is more straightforward anyway. Check out the interviews linked to from the official site for more info. What is the deal with the monkeys on OHBTCL? As posted by Almar Hulsegge to the Concrete Lake mailing list: Lake Karachay is the inspiration behind the title "One Hour By The Concrete Lake". This is a lake in the former Soviet Union that has been used as dumping grounds for toxic waste. It is considered the most contaminated place on the entire planet. This complex that dumps into Lake Karachay has leaked more cesium-137 and strontium-90 into the environment than all of the atmospheric nuclear testing, Chernobyl meltdown and the Sellafield nuclear plant combined. Due to winds spreading the toxins from this lake across neighboring provinces, the government has been filling lake Karachay with hollow concrete blocks and soil to try to dampen the radioactive leaking. Yet still standing a mere hour on the shores of this lake would expose you to enough radiation to kill you within the week. What bonus tracks were on One Hour By The Concrete Lake? The Japanese version of One Hour By The Concrete Lake contained two bonus tracks called "Beyond The Mirror" and "Timeweaver's Tale." This version is on Avalon Records.In the Perpetual Motion interview, Daniel talked a little about the bonus tracks on One Hour. They were both written when he was much younger (16). "'Beyond the Mirror' was initially part of a concept called 'Twilight Voices' that I wrote between 1993 and 1994. The story was a complicated horror tale revolving around religion, guilt and insanity. Fredrik loves it." Sorry, we aren't really aloud to trade the bonus tracks. Besides the fact that it is copyright infringement, the band has asked us not to. The Japanese label, Avalon, has exclusive rights to these songs for approximately five years. Once the exclusion period is up, we may see them appear on the official website. Keep your fingers crossed. There is a limited edition version of "The Perfect Element - Part One" coming out. Daniel tells us that it is likely that the bonus tracks will be included on this. Do Pain Of Salvation have any videos for One Hour By The Concrete Lake? Pain Of Salvation has recorded videos for "Pilgrim," and "The Big Machine." Where can I find the lyrics for One Hour? Where else but here?:
Spirit of the Land
Music: D.Gildenlow
CHAPTER I: Part of the Machine
Inside
Music: D.Gildenlow/D.Magdic/K.Gildenlow/F.Hermansson
I was told the pain and hunger was not my fault
How could they be so wrong?
And man, of all five billion people you’re only one
Believed them for far too long!
Clean hands
My land is my home
I’m inside the big machine and it’s eating me!
And I am just a wheel in motion, too blind to see
The way we are heading now
I’m hollow
I swallow, but
Inside I’m strong
Inside I’m free
Inside I’m young
Inside I’m still me
[Since 1990 there have been 93 wars in 70 states all around the world, with 5.5 million
people dead. 75% of these people were civilians, one million of them were children...]
(Guns don’t kill - I don’t kill. Do I?)
Drink with me, laugh with me, friends for tonight
Stay with me, sleep with me, happy tonight
I only feel lonely outside this bar
Look at me when I speak! Who do you think you are?
Just look at me now! Inside I’m lost
Now I’m vain, numb this pain - why is it burning?
Clean as rain, not a stain - so why am I yearning?
I can’t sleep - I twist and turn
In too deep - I sweat, I burn
I’m afraid that I’ll awake, dressed up in a big mistake
Then I’d break!
What if I just closed my eyes?
(I’m not clean)
What if I shut out the lies?
(blood unseen)
And what if I could hear my heart?
(all over my hands!)
accusing me for taking part
of the Machine
The Big Machine
Music: D.Gildenlow/D.Magdic
Welcome inside the machine
It hurts!
Go numb, go blind
One’s drilling out a pipe
One adjusts the aim
One makes trigger parts
Weapons as a game!
All trapped in killing routine
Washed clean
by this machine
On these grey walls
Lovely pictures of the weapons we produce
But not their actions
All are part of the big Machine
We do our job
"Guilty!"
But what if we save?
And what if we solve?
And what if we build?
And what
...what if we lose control?
What if we lose control?
What if we lose control?
What if we lose control?
(I am just a wheel!)
...and what if we ...stop?
New Year’s Eve
Music: D.Gildenlow
So once again
Another New Year’s Eve will ease our pain
Faith for the few
And rites that will make us so brave
So new
We laugh and we cheer for a Happy New Year
Happy?
Candles burn down
And in the darkness future comes around
We smile - all aware
But never speaking of the masks we wear
Blind!
Turning mirrors upside down
Won’t make dust fall off the ground
Hiding wounds won’t ease the pain
Sleep won’t make you whole again
Change the inside!
...drink the rain...
Dressing our words
Seeing the dirt and flaws inside us hurts
One final glass
A sour taste from our promises
I bid farewell and crawl out of my shell
I’m awake!
I see the mistakes I make
Hiding wounds won’t ease the pain
Sleep won’t make you whole again
Change the inside...
Today I found a seed of sorrow
The harvest leaves a soil of shame
Now I undress and face tomorrow
And brave I walk to meet the blame
I’ll search my home outside these borders
I’ll run to meet up with the past
A Resolution for the New Life
This time I know it’s gonna last
And I will
Change the inside
Drink the rain
Open my wounds to heal the pain
Learn the work of The Machine
CHAPTER II: Spirit of Man
Handful of Nothing
Music: D.Gildenlow
We’ve seen it before but safe on our suburb screens
Now I am here in the flesh
A witness of war in this godforsaken scene
Far from those grey walls
See children with guns hatred and fear in their eyes
They shoot to release their pain
A conflict to solve no matter if someone dies
Protecting our interests
Look around, soon there’ll be but ruins to be found
Winner will be the last that stands
Lethal moves in a game of chess for the depraved
King or Pawn? Are you worth to save?
(What is the prize for this game we play?)
(And who are the ones that finally pay?)
If we eat more we’ll get a handful of nothing
We’ll be swallowing dirt
If we push more we’ll get a fistful of enough
We’ll be swallowing blood
They told me that we could actually save human lives
That armies would preserve the peace
And my work would save, solve and build bonds
Only lies!
And I fed their wallets...
It’s strange how we speak of civilised views
While we buy that media warface they sell
A makeup for "Them" so we can decide who’s to die
Cause we love it easy
Here they are, take a good look at the beasts of war!
Let the rain wash that paint away
Deep inside everyone’s a mothers little child
Longing home, lost and led astray
And we prey on this decay!
If we eat more we’ll get a handful of nothing
We’ll be left with the dirt
If we push more we’ll get a fistful of enough
I leave this machine...
I left my life to ease my pain
But I cannot find that cleansing rain...
Look around soon there’ll be but ruins to be found
We can change - it’s all in our minds...
D. Gildenlow
Step by step hate controls every heart every soul
Every gun pointed at those we paint as Enemies
We provide what they need to let the game proceed
Stuck in machines somewhere we build the cross they bear
Arm to solve, kill to save God I’ve felt how it smells!
"My land’s my home" we’re blind!
I’m sick of the blood I find!
Step by step greed controls every heart every soul
Arm to kill, kill to live - God how could I believe...
Water
Music: D.Gildenlow/D.Magdic
I’ve always loved the sound of rain
Touching so softly my windowpane
And then the scent of dew at dawn
Coming to greet me from my moist lawn
...home...
D. Gildenlow
I always took it for granted
I never valued the drops I shed
I failed to see the relation
Between my self and world starvation
D. Gildenlow
Water’s for the chosen
But how come we expect us to be those few...
...me and you?
[In this hot, desolate timeglass I met this man, wearing a worn old flyer’s cap. Every day
he had to dig 10 feet down for his daily ration of water one poor gallon. And so he did -
singing while doing it!]
10 feet of sand for the thirst
But he gave me half of what he was given for a day
All for thirst and sanity use
While we use up hundred times more
What do we do with it?
Pipes and bathtubs, sprinklers and fountains!
Freshwater used as a dump for oil and nuclear waste!
Desert people turns humble he said
They know what they have
But do they know what they lose when we flush?
[But yet, sadly, he looked up to me. Felt a need for our greed our "freedom".
Said all he really wanted was a car and a radio. He too failed to see the relation
...between our lives...and his starvation]
Water’s for the chosen
Water’s for the few
Life is for the chosen
But only if we believe it to be true...but we do!
(But I’m through!)
I’ve always loved the sound of rain...
Home
Music: D.Gildenlow
This is our home - our roots go deep
Where our ancestors sleep
This is the land we’ve nursed for countless aeons
But never ours to keep
My tribe is crying our land is dying
But we can’t leave this is our home
We can’t let our past go...
We’re left with your legacy
Wide awake, deep at our roots
While you move on exploiting
We’ll sing lullabies for half a million years
When my son asks why, what will I reply?
But we can’t leave this is our home
We can’t let our past go...
Hallgren
Hermansson
D. Gildenlow
But we can’t leave this is our home!
If you like concrete alone
Then don’t make your high lives depend
On that past that you let go...
CHAPTER III: Karachay
Black Hills
Music: D.Gildenlow
This was our home we had our truth
Bled for our creed why must we still bleed?
Your tailings are bound forever in this ground...
So you come for our holy ground
When your nature’s gone and your house has burnt down
No!
For hundreds of years you’ve hurt this land
Eating what’s there, leaving a wasteland
But there are no space to hold all your mistakes
Still you come for our holy ground
When your nature’s gone and your houses are all burnt down
(instrumental)
Hallgren
Pilgrim
Music: D.Gildenlow
The higher I am reaching - the closer to the sun
The more I learn the less I know for sure
For each machine I’m leaving I find a bigger one
For each step I turn wiser than before
But it’s burning me...
Pilgrim, where are you going?
Pilgrim, your roads turning bleak
Pilgrim, true to your knowing
But what will you pay for the Grail that you seek?
Though these roads seem endless
And life seems out of reach
The roads I left were better off unwalked
If I had just been stronger
If I had dared to see
Maybe I would not have had to go this far
But still I won’t give in...
Pilgrim, where are you going?
Pilgrim, your roads turning bleak
Pilgrim, This quest is your calling
...the curtains are falling...
Pilgrim, where are you going?
And who sets the price on the answers you seek?
Shore Serenity
Music: D.Gildenlow
Don’t disturb me now
I can see the why, the when and how
Looking back to see all bridges burn
I have reached the point of no return
this is zero
(Shore Serenity)
This is all that is left of me
A broken man at a broken sea
To be or not to be a wheel in the big machinery
That is not the matter of the game
Just as long as you can sense the frame of the big picture
(Wheels make The Machine)
This is all that is left of me
a broken man at a concrete sea
But now I know that one cell can kill
and a big Machine stands and falls with... a wheel!
Inside Out
Music: D.Gildenlow/D.Magdic/F.Hermansson
So finally my journey ends
And through this wound my soul can mend
Guilt is my blood
I’m being drained
This is my home, I will stay...
inside!
There’s always someone inside
Fighting to get outside
The "knowing-right-from-wrong side"
Our home is inside!
I’ve travelled the world around
In search for some Grail of mine
How could I be so blind?
It was always here inside
I have only some weeks to give
But at last I live
D. Gildenlow
Life’s just a line of situations
A matter of occasions
And mystic correlations
The work of a Machine!
D.Gildenlow/Hallgren
Hallgren
Here in a world split to nations
We fail to see the relations
Between the Wheel and the Machine
And of the scars we’re leaving
inside!
I swear there’s someone inside
Fighting to get outside
Just give it all an hour
By the Concrete Lake!
D.Gildenlow/Hallgren
|
|||
 | 2000 Zack Hiwiller | ||
