Tuli ostettua Slayerin uusin LP ja on hyvä. Siellä on kappale nimeltään Chasing Death, joka kertoo siitä, kuinka kaverit alkaa kuolla ympäriltä, koska juovat liikaa. Kun itsekkin välillä juo todella liikaa, niin hyvin koskettava kappale.
Kuunnelkaa ja antakaa mielipiteitä.
Onko kokemuksia kavereiden kuolemisesta viinaan tai onko ollut itsellä lähellä?
youtube.com/watch?v=bjQef2XXRKE
Biisin tekijä kertoo biisistä seuraavaa:
King: “For ‘Chasing Death’, as you get older, you’re friends start dropping. You’re having that new sensation. My guitar tech Armand “Butts” Crump III died earlier this year, and he was 35-years-old. Those are the tough ones. Nobody expects a healthy person to just kick off at 35. It’s the idea of dealing with this because that didn’t happen when we were all 20. It’s talking about stuff like that. ‘Chasing Death’ is not directly related to any of my friends dying. It’s like people who drink too much. They don’t help themselves out so they’re chasing death.”
Sanat:
“Chasing Death”
You can never truly see
Inside the ones you know
Until you’ve found them near
The edge of self-control
All I hear are lies
You’re lying to yourself
And everything is out of control
You’re just a fuckin’ slave of discontent
I’m sick of watching you dig this hole
Time waits - for no one
Won’t stop - It can’t be outrun
You know - That pain in your head
Won’t stop 'til the desperation ends
You’ve found yourself chasing death
Oblivious until the end
You’ll never stop chasing death
Innocence, common sense, I don’t see the relevance
Of anything that you’ve got to say
Parasite, socialite, you’re never gonna win this fight
There is no fucking easy way out
No easy way out
I know I should have seen it all coming
But I had to find it out on my own
A whore to incompetence you hide behind
The shadow that once was your thrown
Control is a discipline even when
Frustration just stands in your way
The throes of insanity feel just like
A war inside you everyday
I know I should have seen it all coming
But I had to find it out on my own
A whore to incompetence you hide behind
The shadow that once was your thrown
Control is a discipline even when
Frustration just stands in your way
The throes of insanity feel just like
A war inside you everyday
Time waits - for no one
Won’t stop - It can’t be outrun
There’s just - no way of knowing
How long - paranoia’s growing
Please - Just take away this feeling
You know - That pain in your head
Won’t stop until the desperation ends
You’ve found yourself chasing death
Oblivious until the end
You’ll never stop until you’re dead
Innocence, common sense, I don’t see the relevance
Of anything that you’ve got to say
Parasite, socialite, you’re never gonna win this fight
There is no fucking easy way out
No easy way out
No easy way out
No easy way out
