Descend the Shades of night - Machine Head

How could another month go by without me talking about the MH, Machine Head. Machine Head is one of my favourite bands, if not my favourite band and I've secretly got a crush on Robb Flynn.

So, the song from Machine Head that makes it to my crush of the month is Descend the Shades of Night. This is another song which will make those journalists who think rock songs do not have lyrics wish they did not voice their dumb opinions out loud in a newspaper. (Browse the archives to know what I'm talking about.)


Anyway,when I first heard the song,I instantly loved it. The lyric's awesome, the music's awesome, Robb Flynn's voice is awesome. The song is supposed to be about death, as you'll see by reading the lyrics

Sitting in the empty black
The last slivers of dusk have passed
Accept the dawn to ease the fear
One day I will not be here
Death she comes and with her thread
Upon me ties a mask for dead
Its tears of blood begin to seep
And bleed the sky

Descend the shades of night
Death shines her golden light
Across a blackened sky
All our hate is a product of a world...
We created

Ashen clouds obscure my brain
Doubts begin to turn to shame
Insecureness tears at bliss
I hate me for this weakness
Faith drives me to carry on
And take the road less travelled on
Resentment swallowed means to drown
The poison down
The shades of night descend

Descend the shades of night
Death shines her golden light
Across a blackened sky
All our hate is a product of a world...
We created

Scream with me
Bleed with me
Seethe with me
Sing with me

Free me
Free me
Free me

Descend the shades of night
Death shines her golden light
Across a blackened sky
The shades of night descend

and by watching the video (live from rock am ring):



My favourite part is:

Scream with me
Bleed with me
Seethe with me
Sing with me

What I think when I hear it; I think of all those who've been victims of wars, genocides, slavery or the holocaust. I think the only way of truly understanding their sufferings would be scream with them and bleed with them. And finally, singing brings hope. It reminds me of that little song in Animal Farm:

Beast of England, Beast of Ireland
Beast of every land and clime
hearken to my joyful tidings of the golden future time.

I've just read on the holocaust yet again, and I just wish to say something before ending this post; naming a band Holocaust is really LAME! I don't care if your music is good or not. At least take the pain to find out the meaning of the word you are using, because it's obvious you just found the word cool and bang!

Aah, so long dudettes and dudes and my hopeful aliens.