Today's lineup is:
- Rodion - Vocals
- Vano - Guitars
- Alexander M. (Suffer) - Guitars
- Alexander K. (Snap) - Bass
- Victoria - Keyboards and flute
- Katya - Violin
Game
Dis Pater Lyrics
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I'm ensnared by cunning
Kite, by flaming plait
Tenacious glance and greedy
Sneer on lips. I'm trying
To resist but it's too late
Unbearable game
Repeated disgrace
Walls are made old by scum
A lottery fate
You're a winner you're a slave
Spark on your face
Giant is a pawn
Clench your teeth. I can't
Suppress the clash. I'm frightened
But the passion stains
Stuffy time and fragrant
Spirit. I blow on your hair
You're as a blade to the touch
Thrust claws
Into liver into heart
Forced by kite's beak
Tied and let rot
Skilful glove is crumbling me
Shreds on her counterpane
I'm effaced in sweetness
I reflect in her eye lakes
So gloomy thin ~ as violin...
The bedding's turned over
My shameful deed
Is pressed on my skin
You're a sphinx
And I am twisted at
Your royal legs
I'm blind. I service you
Thrust claws
Into liver into heart
Forced by kite's beak
Tied and let rot
Skilful glove is crumbling me
Shreds on her counterpane
Lottery
You're a bishop you're a pawn
Target on the left of breast
Powerful
Destiny attracts in grave
Flowing walls sticky darkness
The lyrics to Dis Pater's song Game depict an intense sexual encounter where one person is ensnared by the cunning and tenacious advances of the other. The bed is described as being made of silk and velvet, adding to the luxurious and sensual atmosphere of the scene. The imagery of a kite with a flaming plait creates a sense of danger and urgency in the situation, as the person being pursued is trying to resist but is ultimately unable to do so. The game being described is unbearable, with repeated disgrace and the feeling of being both a winner and a slave at the same time.
The second verse continues with the theme of being trapped and helpless, as the person being pursued is forced to submit and becomes like a pawn in a game. The imagery of thrusting claws into the liver and heart adds to the sense of violence and danger, emphasizing the power dynamic between the two people. The skilful glove is described as crumbling, as if the person pursuing is losing control and giving in to their own desires.
The final verse has a more introspective tone, with the person being pursued reflecting on their own shame and their twisted relationship with the other person. The use of the word "sphinx" adds to the sense of mystique and power surrounding the other person, while the description of being blind and in service emphasizes the submissive role of the person being pursued.
Overall, the lyrics to Game are intense, dark, and filled with vivid imagery that creates a sense of danger and passion.
Line by Line Meaning
Bed of silk and velvet
The singer finds themselves amidst luxury and comfort.
I'm ensnared by cunning
Despite being in a lavish setting, the singer is trapped by someone's tricky and manipulative tactics.
Kite, by flaming plait
The antagonist is compared to a flaming and fierce bird of prey.
Tenacious glance and greedy
The antagonist's covetous and unyielding gaze is upsetting the artist.
Sneer on lips. I'm trying to resist but it's too late
Even as the artist tries to resist, the antagonist is already gloating with a condescending smirk on their lips.
Unbearable game
The situation that the singer is in is becoming intolerable.
No defense you're always late
The singer is helpless and unable to defend themselves, always lagging behind the antagonist's schemes.
Repeated disgrace
The artist suffers constant humiliation and shame due to the antagonist's actions.
Walls are made old by scum
The surroundings are tainted and fouled by the presence of the antagonist.
A lottery fate
The outcome of the situation depends solely on luck, with no control in the artist's hands.
You're a winner you're a slave
The antagonist enjoys dominance over the singer, even though it's all due to chance.
Spark on your face
The antagonist is pleased with their current position of power.
Giant is a pawn
Despite appearing to be small and weak, the antagonist is actually controlling everything around them.
Clench your teeth. I can't suppress the clash. I'm frightened
The singer is tense and scared, unable to hide their anxiety at the impending conflict with the antagonist.
But the passion stains stuffy time and fragrant spirit
The intensity of the moment is juxtaposed against the otherwise still and perfumed setting.
I blow on your hair. You're as a blade to the touch
The artist is touching the antagonist, who feels sharp and dangerous to the artist's senses.
Thrust claws into liver into heart
The antagonist is causing the artist massive physical and emotional harm.
Forced by kite's beak. Tied and let rot
The singer is like a helpless prey, pecked at and left to die by the kite-like antagonist.
Skilful glove is crumbling me. Shreds on her counterpane
The antagonist's careful plan is causing the singer to fall apart, leaving a total mess behind them.
Lottery. You're a bishop you're a pawn
The game is still left to chance, but now the antagonist is directly influencing the artist's moves.
Target on the left of breast. Powerful
The attack aimed at the artist is precise and strong enough to cause real damage.
Destiny attracts in grave. Flowing walls sticky darkness
The artist is being drawn closer to death by their fated connection to the antagonist, surrounded by creepy and macabre atmosphere.
Contributed by Parker B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.