Founded in Tampa, Florida by brothers Jon and Criss Oliva, Savatage saw their many musical triumphs overshadowed by personal tragedy. Albums such as 1987’s “Hall of the Mountain King” – their first of eight collaborations with producer and mentor Paul O’Neill – and 1991’s riveting “Streets: A Rock Opera” continue to be celebrated to this day. The death of Criss Oliva on the heels of the breakthrough success of 1993’s “Edge of Thorns” altered the group’s trajectory considerably.

Sjaj u noci

Vjesnik onog, sto ce doci

nebo, sto tiho dolazi u ponoci

rosa na njenom zamamnom tijelu

sloboda u bijelom cvrstom kamenu

romantiziran vjecni motiv

joj jedan pulsirajuci div

jos jedan slucajni nocni lik

novi, sretniji prolaznik

Snovi lagano nocu plove

ponocne ptice i razigrano more

vole, pa onda na trenutak odole

ima im malo gore pa malo dole

Straha vise nema

nema vise tog cudnog usjeva

tvoje golo tijelo moje je sveto obecanje

kad zaronim u tebe plivam sve dalje i dalje

Nijedan muskarac nije otok, tako poslovica kaze

istina je,ne laze

sve se lagano samo od sebe, slaze

pomalo vaze

ali nikad isitnski ne laze

dok se u gluhoj noci dva tijela slijepo traze

Svatko treba ljubav makar bio roden totalno slupan ili beznadno gubav

trubadur nocu trubi,

strast u njem zeli da poludi

staru ljubav zeli da u njoj probudi

otok srece,

golo tijelo se u crnoj noci tiho namece

moras biti slijep ili gluh da ne osjetis barem trunku srece

Rijeka bez prijekog suda

Kukavica koja pjeva na grani bez posebnog truda

Kristalno bijeli dvorac obojan zelenom bojom

neposlusni Danajci pred blistavom Trojom

svijet obavijen ljubavi mojom i tvojom

cestom ,sada da krenem kojom?

isprebijana nepregledna pruga

sada ponovno je, nikla blistava duga

Svijet i cesta na rubu novog zadnjeg suda

kako i kuda?

trazi se plaha vijest svuda

Gdje su nestala sva ta cvrsta muda,

kamo je nestala sva ta ljubav bez truda?

vrlo lako odustalo se od snova

jos lakse ostalo se bez borbenih strofa

kukavno srce cesto je mjesto bez trijema i krova

u njemu caruje lova a ne ljubav gola

tamo na raskrcu tame i neprekidnog bola

rastu djeca sto ubijaju zlatnog vola

Iznova i iznova makar nije sezona lova

I sam Bog u njima place

ti zli krvnici ubit ce i zadnje preplaseno mace

jel to, svega tog vrijedno..

jel u redu prodati obiteljsko zlato i srebro?

dal je to taj put ka pravom i obecanom nebu,

reci o crna oplakana,suteca zemljo?

Google translate, sorry no time to make changes…. Amazingly it doesn’t sound that bad in the English version…LOL

Glow In The Night, Herald Of What Is To Come

Glow in the night

Herald of what is to come

the sky, which comes quietly at midnight

dew on her alluring body

freedom in white solid stone

romanticized eternal motif

another pulsating giant

another random night character

a new, happier passerby

Dreams float slowly through the night

midnight birds and playful sea

they love, then resist for a moment

there are some up and some down

There is no more fear

no more of that strange failed crop

your naked body is my sacred promise

when I dive into you I swim further and further

No man is an island, as the proverb says

it's true, they don't lie

everything comes together easily by itself

they matter a bit

but they never really lie

while in the dead of night two bodies are blindly looking for each other

Everyone needs love, even if they were born totally stupid or hopelessly leprous

the troubadour blows his horn at night,

the passion in him wants to go crazy

he wants to awaken the old love in her

island of happiness

the naked body is quietly raised in the black night

you have to be blind or deaf not to feel at least a little bit of happiness

A river without a judge

A cuckoo that sings on a branch without much effort

Crystal white castle painted green

disobedient Danaans before shining Troy

a world enveloped in my love and yours

by road, which one should I take now?

a beaten track that cannot be seen

now again, a bright rainbow appeared

The world and the road on the edge of the new last judgment

how and where?

bad news is being sought everywhere

Where did all those hard balls go?

where did all that effortless love go?

it was very easy to give up on dreams

it was even easier to do without combat stanzas

a coward's heart is often a place without a porch or a roof

hunting reigns in him, not naked love

there at the crossroads of darkness and constant pain

the children who kill the golden ox grow up

Again and again, even if it's not hunting season

And God himself cries in them

those evil executioners will kill the last frightened kitty

is it, worth it all..

is it ok to sell family gold and silver?

he gave it that way to the true and promised heaven,

say o black mourned, crying earth?

Edge of Thorns

Savatage

An offering of reasons
We put them all and play
A covering of treasons
That one by one we let slip away

A solitary dancer so lost upon her stage

I have seen you on the edge of dawn
Felt you there before you were born
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns
But I don't think about you anymore

A study made of winter of summers long ago
And dreams that use to glitter
Safely now hidden under snow

And so we end the chapter and let the stage lights fade

I have seen you on the edge of dawn
Felt you there before you were born
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns
But I don't think about you anymore

I have seen you on the edge of dawn
Felt you there before you were born
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns
But I don't think about you anymore, anymore
I don't think about you anymore, anymore
I don't think about you, I don't think about you
I don't think about you, I don't think about you anymore
Anymore, anymore, yeah

Crown Of Thorns

In the violent night, midnight bodies are ready to fight

gift of sight, silver bullet disguised as heavenly right

Troubadours set of proven trajectory out of the desired course

trouble on the horizon or just another malevolent curse

Devils head, spike on tribal, tarnished white bed

too much death

too many words have been already spread

too much is already said

can you follow the magic mushroom glow?

begging on the promised entrance so you can finally, be in the know?

Angels and Demons

Rom and Rem

Abel and Cain

Does this battle always end in excruciating pain?

what is there for humanity to gain?

will this time, the right dragon’s head will be slain?

Freedom or another abysmal reset

another 40-day trip to a hot neverending desert?

Where are you in the past or in the present?

What are you doing, fighting or awaiting

another miracle, another gods, the shameless gift a derelict present...

You say: Bravery can be bought!

but a valiant heart on a pedestal can be not brought

believe me, judge me or not

Maybe you are already ToT(death)

are you comming

home, or

not…

Give me an answer or be another clueless dancer

Torn under the Crown of Thorns

stripped naked, taken, before you were ever been born

listen to the music, listen to the battle horn

I will ask you again…

are you, already ToT?

are you comming

home, or

not…

In Flames - Ordinary Story

Ordinary Story

In Flames

Egoism dictates human relations
A world where fashion outshines morality
Is written in blood red colors
Designed by the thirst for power

Gather the faithful and propose a toast
To the epoch of indifference
Gather the faithful
Gather the faithful and propose a toast
To the epoch of indifference

An all too ordinary story
With an aftertaste so bitter, so bitter
Forced to be someone I don't want to be
I'm losing myself
Sinking deeper down
I'm caught with the world wound web

A time represented by the void
An excuse without content
Stuck in the abyss of existence
With a content void excuse

Gather the faithful and propose a toast
To the epoch of indifference
Gather the faithful
Gather the faithful and propose a toast
To the epoch of indifference

An all too ordinary story
This is my story
An aftertaste so bitter, so bitter
Losing myself
Sinking deeper down
I'm caught, I'm caged
I'm gone

An all too ordinary story
With an aftertaste so bitter, so bitter
Forced to be someone I don't want to be
I'm losing myself
Sinking deeper down
I'm caught with the world wound web