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Quiet Hill
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We were so close to have not recorded and composed this song. Good thing we staved off sleepiness. This is easily one of our best songs.
Pariah is a two-man acoustic duo that dishes out music at the purest level in its rawest form. With nothing else other than clean vocals and a dependable acoustic guitar, songs are written, composed and recorded in less than 30 minutes at a time. The creative process is indeed something really interesting - somehow, the lyrics and the riffs that were made during the session itself seem to mesh well once combined to form the new core of a track. The first album was finished in about 10 sessions done during the late Saturday nights between August 8 and December 5 of last year (2003). Twelve tracks were written and almost 400 minutes worth of music was recorded. Recording and composing for the second album during the 'holy' week of 2004 and three songs have been made so far (Let the Wound Fester being one of them).
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #132
Peak in subgenre #34
Author
Vocals/Lyrics: Benj Espina Guitars: Emil Pugoy
Rights
Pariah Records 2003. All Rights Reserved
Uploaded
September 23, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 3.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
We were really close to not writing this song. During our first recording/composing session, we wrote three songs (Pariah, 100 and Effervescence) and we were starting to lean on doing covers. We had a fairly successful cover of Incubus' Pardon Me, but the next two attempts on two other songs weren't that sonically palatable. We scrapped the idea and Yano just strummed away with his 'SILENT HILL' riff (from the game). I wrote the lyrics akin to the game - a first-person account of a zombie walking around silent hill; and viola, one of our most promising songs was born.
Lyrics
Events pass me by as I lie waking half dead barely dying still conscious powerless my mind window to nothing carnal lust inspires me to eat everything carnal lust devouring me quiet hill shrouded by mystery quiet hill scathed by misery in my heart in my thoughts in my soul im dying events passed me by woke up barely undead the moon was spying still conscious powerless mind my window to nothing mystic moon prodding calling me mist of doom compounds my misery Samael... Samael... Samael...
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