Formed
1967, Kingston, Jamaica
Members
Albert Griffiths, Errol Grandison (1967-73), David Webber (1967-69), Clinton Fearon (1969-87), Gallimore Sutherland (died in January 2017)
2. Gladiators is progressive metalcore band from Lancaster, Pennsylvania, USA. Lancaster is a cultural hub located amongst five major U.S. cities known for bringing audiences together in the vibrant music scene exclusive to the region. GLADIATORS work tirelessly to set themselves apart and establish a new frontier in the genre of metal. They bring a fresh perspective and direction to a scene that has developed a specific sound.
Members
Michael Hart (vocals), Josh Krantz (guitar), Caleb Stoltzfus (drums), Bernard Stabley (bass)
Time
the Gladiators Lyrics
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Seconds bleeding out of hours
A murder of minutes like nothing matters
The time aint adding up
I think the hourglass is stuck
I dont know how to put my mind to rest
Not even a dream in the bags under my eyes
Sit back relapse
Hold in the cracks
Of a wound left bleeding
Sip and stare
But theres still no one there
A loss to empty to share
The lyrics of The Gladiators' song "Time" express a sense of frustration and lethargy towards the passing of time. The opening lines—"Killing time, seconds bleeding out of hours, a murder of minutes like nothing matters"—suggest that time is slipping away and wasting away, with no sense of purpose or significance. The lyrics convey a feeling of hopelessness and emptiness, as if the passage of time is meaningless and unfulfilling.
The next lines—"The time ain't adding up, I think the hourglass is stuck, I don't know how to put my mind to rest"—depict a sense of confusion and restlessness. The singer feels stuck in a state where time seems to drag on without any sense of progression or resolution. The hourglass metaphorically represents the passing of time and how it appears to be frozen or malfunctioning in their perception.
The following lines describe the singer's attempt to escape from the weariness and exhaustion caused by the passage of time. They mention slipping into sleep without even dreaming, indicating a desire to escape reality and find solace in unconsciousness. The lyrics then portray a state of stagnation and isolation—"Sit back relapse, hold in the cracks of a wound left bleeding, sip and stare, but there's still no one there, a loss too empty to share." The singer appears to be withdrawing from the world, trying to numb themselves with distractions but ultimately feeling a deep sense of loneliness and disconnection.
Overall, the lyrics of "Time" by The Gladiators convey a sense of disillusionment and frustration towards the passage of time and its perceived lack of meaning. The song captures the struggle to find purpose or fulfillment within the constraints of time and the subsequent emotional exhaustion it can bring.
Line by Line Meaning
Killing time
Engaging in unproductive or meaningless activities as a way of passing time
Seconds bleeding out of hours
Moments slipping away unnoticed and quickly turning into wasted time
A murder of minutes like nothing matters
The neglect or disregard for the value of each passing minute, as if time holds no significance
The time aint adding up
Feeling a sense of confusion or inconsistency in the passing of time
I think the hourglass is stuck
Suggesting a feeling of being trapped or stagnant, unable to move forward as time seems to stand still
I dont know how to put my mind to rest
Struggling to find peace of mind or calmness amidst the constant passing of time
I'll slip to sleep
Drifting into a state of sleep, perhaps as an escape from the worries or thoughts caused by the passing time
Not even a dream in the bags under my eyes
Experiencing a lack of restful sleep, as indicated by the tired and exhausted appearance with no respite even in dreams
Sit back relapse
Taking a passive approach and surrendering to old habits or patterns
Hold in the cracks
Suppressing or concealing the vulnerabilities or weaknesses caused by the passage of time
Of a wound left bleeding
Referring to emotional pain or trauma that remains unresolved and continues to have a negative impact
Sip and stare
Engaging in a passive and distracted state, possibly using substances and aimlessly observing the passing of time
But theres still no one there
Feeling a sense of loneliness or isolation, despite the passage of time and attempts to distract oneself
A loss too empty to share
Experiencing a deep sense of grief or sadness that is difficult to express or communicate to others
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Written by: Andy Felano, Joey Felano
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Jerry Teixeira muito bom
bons tempos que não voltam mais the gladiators a melhor banda de regaee que ja apareceu nunca mais se ouviu regaees como deles rasta
Jerry Teixeira muito bom
ouvi esse regaee em 1994 dai passei a acompanhar o trabalho deles hoje em 2020 ainda predomina o regaee rasta raiz the gladiator o melhor do hoots regaee
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“Everything i’ve tried to do there’s always some one who wanna hurt meeeeeeeee....but for how long?”
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