"The Guity Party" avait d'abord été présenté en simple version audio il y a quelques jours, voici maintenant la vidéo qui va avec. S'il est difficile de déceler une scénarisation particulière, la combinaison des images et de la musique prouve une fois de plus que While She Sleeps sait transformer ses morceaux en véritables hymnes qui risquent d'être repris à l'unisson lors des prochains concerts du groupe. Le Métalcore britannique ne s'est jamais aussi bien porté que ces derniers temps ! Pour info : il reste huit autres morceaux de l'album So What? à découvrir ; beaucoup d'images de ce clip semblent avoir été tournées en Asie ; les sous-titres visible dans la vidéo sont en ukrainien.
I DON'T NEED TO FEEL LIKE I CAN'T DO THIS ALL ON MY OWN.
WELCOME TO THE GUILTY PARTY.
THIS'LL BE THE LAST TIME THAT YOU SEE US PLAYING DEAD.
WE'RE ALL SO MALIGNANT, BITTER & TWISTED.
IT'S JUST ANOTHER BLAME-GAME WHILE YOU CRY FOR HELP, GOOD GRIEF LET GO.
DEFEATIST, YOU LET YOUR DEMONS HOLD YOU. UNFORSAKEN, LIKE GETTING BLOOD FROM A STONE. YOU TRY TO SHAKE THEM BUT THEY WON'T LET YOU GO AND WE DON'T HAVE THE TIME TO STOP AND LOOK AT ALL WE DESTROYED.
WITH AN IDLE MIND IN A REAL LIFE, IT'S EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF IF WE'RE GONNA SURVIVE AND WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT THIS TIME, THIS TIME THERE'S GONNA BE A RIOT. ONE NAIL, OUTS THE OTHER.
WE SHED OUR SKIN AS WE TRY TO RECOVER. YOUR EYES SHINE THE SUN, YOUR SKIN BLOWS THE WIND. YOUR EYES, I DON'T NEED TO FEEL LIKE I CAN'T DO THIS ALL ON MY OWN. NO HEROINE, NO REDEEMER. LIFE'S ANAESTHETIC IS SLEEP. WELCOME TO THE GUILTY PARTY.
EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE, YOU'VE UNDONE WITH THIS. SHUT UP. YOUR EYES SHINE THE SUN, YOUR SKIN BLOWS THE WIND.
YOUR EYES, I DON'T NEED TO FEEL LIKE I CAN'T DO THIS ALL ON MY OWN.
DEFEATIST, YOU LET YOUR DEMONS HOLD YOU. UNFORSAKEN, LIKE GETTING BLOOD FROM A STONE. YOU TRY TO SHAKE THEM BUT THEY WON'T LET YOU GO AND WE DON'T HAVE THE TIME TO STOP AND LOOK AT ALL WE DESTROYED.
WITH AN IDLE MIND IN A REAL LIFE, IT'S EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF IF WE'RE GONNA SURVIVE AND WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT THIS TIME, THIS TIME THERE'S GONNA BE A RIOT. ONE NAIL, OUTS THE OTHER.
WE SHED OUR SKIN AS WE TRY TO RECOVER. YOUR EYES SHINE THE SUN, YOUR SKIN BLOWS THE WIND. YOUR EYES, I DON'T NEED TO FEEL LIKE I CAN'T DO THIS ALL ON MY OWN. NO HEROINE, NO REDEEMER. LIFE'S ANAESTHETIC IS SLEEP. WELCOME TO THE GUILTY PARTY.
EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE, YOU'VE UNDONE WITH THIS. SHUT UP. YOUR EYES SHINE THE SUN, YOUR SKIN BLOWS THE WIND.
YOUR EYES, I DON'T NEED TO FEEL LIKE I CAN'T DO THIS ALL ON MY OWN.
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