Hoy volví a escuchar este tema después de mucho, mucho tiempo. Y recordé lo zarpadamente tremendo que era. Un riff de antología, excelentes cambios de dinámica y Phil Anselmo alcanzando notas que jamás volvería a alcanzar (vi un video de Dream Theater haciendo un cover de esta canción y...¿adivinen qué? Ni James "canto-más-agudo-que-tu-hermana" LaBrie pudo imitar el falsete halfordiano que Phil hace al final). Buenos viejos tiempos...además de que, si vemos a los miembros de Pantera en este video y los comparamos con sus "yo" de años después, simplemente parece otra banda: Phil tenía lomo, Rex era casi lindo, Vinnie era "corpulento" (y no "obeso") y Dimebag...bué...estaba vivo. En fin, aquí tienen a Pantera haciendo Cemetery Gates (acabo de decidir que, cuando tenga un hijo/a voy a ponerle ese nombre, total, es bastante unisex)
The reverend, he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes
It's nothing new for him to see
I didn't ask him why
I will remember
The love our souls had
Sworn to make
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see
Now is your face
Well I guess
You took my youth
I gave it all away
Like the birth of a
New-found joy
This love would end in rage
And when she died
I couldn't cry
The pride within my soul
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories now unfold
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates
Sometimes when I'm alone
I wonder aloud
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past
Then set my soul free
Belong to me at last
Through all those
Complex years
I thought I was alone
I didn't care to look around
And make this world my own
And when she died
I should've cried and spared myself some pain...
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories still remain
The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates
