When the light baths the light for the last time
And the sunset turns everything red
The dust of the dusk draws a shape
Running down the hills again
Allied of the night and the moonlight
Your howls blow in the wind like horns of war
(You are) Proud of your kind and your name
Your blood of warrior still rages on and on
Before a thousand battles
Before ages and storms
The wisdom grows in your eyes
Brother, warrior, god!
And they run down from the hills and the fear blew in the wind
When the light faded and the hunting started once more
Lurking far below their land, feed themselves and feed the pack
And defend the till the end...Of times
Fallen warrior´s souls, since old, legends tell they ride the endless skies and then become wolves
Once in a struggle i fell and my blood now is the same...of the ones that devaour me
But your kind has suffered the genocide
Of mankind that tears everything apart
Whose life´s only sense´s devastation
In your language i will scream revenge
For the scars of the past wounds in my skin
Tears crosses my face while their last howls crosses the lands
Sun and the moon will cry your loss but
Now it´s the time for us to return
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Last European Wolves”
A really good Pagan Melo-Death album, which is both heavy and melodic, with lyrics in english, german and even one in a dialect from their homecountry (Mei Laund). I also love the clean vocals on Inner Force & Wizards Life. 8,5/10 Dark Tranquillitea
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Last European Wolves”
Литоургиiа réussit l'impensable : faire entrer le black metal dans l'église orthodoxe. S'il y a une dimension dramaturgique (indissociable de tout office religieux), Литоургиiа reste profond, solennel et touche le sublime.
Après la sortie de cet album a lieu un Grand Schisme et un larcin : Христофор se fait dépouiller de son propre groupe par Барфоломей et Мартин ; tout ce qui reste ici provient de ces deux hérétiques. Suivez la procession de Батюшка ici : https://sphieratz.bandcamp.com/album/- Jordan Vauvert