The Agonist es una banda de metal melódico originaria de Montreal, Canadá. La historia de su creación se remonta al año 2004, cuando el guitarrista Danny Marino y la vocalista Alissa White-Gluz decidieron unir sus talentos para dar vida a un proyecto musical que trascendería fronteras. Junto con el bajista Chris Kells y el baterista Simon McKay, el grupo completó su formación inicial.
El debut de The Agonist no pasó desapercibido. Su primer álbum, Once Only Imagined, lanzado en 2007, mostró una fusión de géneros innovadora y la habilidad vocal impresionante de Alissa, quien alternaba entre voces limpias y gruñidos guturales con una destreza envidiable. La recepción crítica fue positiva, y empezaron a ganar adeptos en la escena del metal.
En 2009, lanzaron su segundo álbum, Lullabies for the Dormant Mind. Este trabajo consolidó su estatus como una banda en ascenso, con críticas destacando la complejidad de sus composiciones y la versatilidad de Alissa como vocalista. Canciones como "Thank You, Pain", se convirtieron en himnos para sus seguidores y con este álbum lograron realizar giras más extensas, tanto en Norteamérica como en Europa.
El 2014 fue un año de cambios significativos para The Agonist. Alissa White-Gluz dejó la banda para unirse a Arch Enemy, una decisión que causó sorpresa y preocupación entre los fans. No obstante, esta salida permitió la entrada de Vicky Psarakis como nueva vocalista.
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Which is more elusive; freedom or sanity?
When one disappears the other follows so quickly.
Certain species, races, beings are gifted, you see, with the power to rob us of either should they feel so inclined to bother.
The land is run by a man-made set of rules, described as Holy or patriotic tools. Ethics are invented although a consciousness is not. Adamant beliefs are highly protected and when challenged frequently emerge victorious.
You can't speak, think or feel. Severed wings never heal. So justifies the kill.
Wait out the winter under forced custody. The static cold feels more like home than this open-armed penitentiary and we embrace the comfort of lost liberty.
So fictile is identity without self-governance.
(They name the soul the important part)
That's why free thinkers feel so lost and desperate.
(But every species has a heart)
And I just witnessed my first death. I watched the last escaping breath. I just saw a life turn into death. For them to claim it doesn't count is reckless, blind ignorance.
A cry for help, silenced, I saw her go...
I don't know where, a frightened stare became a lifeless glare...
Suddenly she was no longer there with me although I'm there with her. I didn't quite know when it was okay to exhale...
The excuse making race decides that breaking their own laws applies, but taking any life is wrong. I feel the pain for one. Though you can stand, still learn, still ignore, the weight of knowledge cracks glass floors. Ink runs quickly, blood runs slow, so wait for the rain (red) waters to flood the snow.
Wait out the winter under forced custody. The static cold feels more like home than this open-armed penitentiary and we embrace the comfort of...
Disgrace yourself because you've caged yourself in. Destined path's a dead end. Eyes take snapshots from broken clocks. Motion slows to a sleep walk and senses shut down with the frost and all is ending...
Mental hibernation
(Thanks to Luna for these lyrics)