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Colorados WAYFARER mischen seit  2011 ihre Mixtur aus Gothic , Black und etwas Amerkanischen Folk Metal  zusammen, die sie am 27. Oktober auf ihren fünften Longplayer, unter dem Titel „American Gothic“, präsentieren. Darauf regieren dunkle Melodien und zeitweise Black Metallische Vocals, wie auch bei der ersten Vorabauskopplung `False Constellation`, zu der ihr hier das Video sehen könnt.

Vocalist und Sänger Shane McCarthy erzählt zu neuen Scheibe:

„This album is an exploration of the American idea, and the darkness that surrounds it. It was built from the ground up to encapsulate the feeling of this place and its bitter history in every way, fully integrating traditional musical stylings into its darker and more extreme sound, and serves as a definitive statement on Western American Metal. 

We were able to fully realize this in working with producer Arthur Rizk to bring the album to life, and it’s in its own territory now. This is the Wayfarer sound, and this is American Gothic. We look forward to sharing it with the world.“

 

Videostream:

https://youtu.be/XyDmbLvvnjk

Lyrcis:

As the ages pass us by

They finding us reaching for a light

In endless night

 

Left to question who we are

And if we’ll ever find a place

In this life

 

The mask is gone

Three hundred years

A tale untold

They hide their fear

 

Where has it gone?

Where is the nation that I thought I knew?

What do we know

What is it really that we gain

 

You’v e got a shadow on your grave

A false constellation that you have made

You’ve got a shadow on your grave

The bells of time ring out for your name

 

A grave, a nation

 

So what is it that is left

What is it that we built

A monument

To an idea, washed away

 

A beaten tattered flag

Raised in honor of a dream

A memory

Of what had never came to pass

 

You’v e got a shadow on your grave

A false constellation that you’ve made

The bells of time ring out for your name

You’ve got a shadow on your grave

 

A grave, a nation. A shadow

 

Photo Credit: Frank Guerra