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Winterfylleth
Members | |
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Current | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (spoken word) (2007-present) |
Member(bands): Spectral Apparition, Mên Scryfa, Atavist, Ashes, The Seventh Cross, The Murder of Rosa Luxemburg | |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm, acoustic) (2007-present), Bass (2008) |
Member(bands): Atavist, Hammer of the Gods, Nine Covens, Megatron, Mên Scryfa, Cloaca, Ashes | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) (2009-present) |
Member(bands): Spectral Apparition (live) | |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) (2016-present) |
Member(bands): Bone Tomb | |
Russell Dobson | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) (2020-present) |
Member(bands): Necronautical, Viperous, Ethereal | |
Past | |
R. Brass | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) (2007-2009) |
Member(bands): An Axis of Perdition (live), Vomicide, Atavist, Cruciamentum, Skeleton Gong, Moriarti and the Sith, Wodensthrone, Res1st4nce | |
C. Westby | Bass (2008) |
Member(bands): Jorvik, Res1st4nce | |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) (2009-2015) |
Member(bands): Mavet, Guthrum, Battalions, Infernal Creation, Ravenage, Annwn (live), Heathen Foray | |
Dan Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) (2015-2020) |
Member(bands): Speirling, Woses, Wolcensmen |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Rising of the Winter Full Moon | Demo | 2007 | Show album |
2 | The Ghost of Heritage | Full-length | 2008 | Show album |
3 | The Mercian Sphere | Full-length | 2010 | Show album |
4 | The Threnody of Triumph | Full-length | 2012 | Show album |
5 | Thousands of Moons Ago / The Gates | Split | 2014 | Show album |
6 | The Divination of Antiquity | Full-length | 2014 | Show album |
7 | The Fathers of Albion: An Anthology 2007-2013 | Compilation | 2015 | Show album |
8 | The Dark Hereafter | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
9 | Elder Mother | Single | 2018 | Show album |
10 | The Hallowing of Heirdom | Full-length | 2018 | Show album |
11 | Latch to a Grave | Single | 2018 | Show album |
12 | The Siege of Mercia (Live at Bloodstock 2017) | Live album | 2019 | Show album |
13 | The Reckoning Dawn | Full-length | 2020 | Show album |
Rising of the Winter Full Moon
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 26th, 2007 | Independent | CD | CD-R | |
November 17th, 2017 | Ulthar Records | CATS012 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Richard Brass | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
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1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:24 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | Casting the Runes | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. |
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3. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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17:04 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 16th, 2008 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 039 | CD | Digipak |
October 12th, 2010 | Candlelight Records USA | CDL495 | CD | Reissue |
2011 | Night Birds Records | Cassette | Limited edition | |
April 23rd, 2012 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE334CD | CD | Reissue, Remastered |
February 16th, 2015 | Back on Black | BOBV396LP | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749540 | 2 12" vinyls | Reissue |
2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749538 | CD | Digisleeve, Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
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1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
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8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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48:54 |
The Mercian Sphere
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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July 19th, 2010 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE302CD | CD | |
June 1st, 2010 | Burning World Records | BWR017 | 2 vinyls | |
October 12th, 2010 | Candlelight Records USA | CDL475CD | CD | |
December 20th, 2013 | Candlelight Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749542 | CD | Digisleeve, Reissue |
September 22nd, 2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749543 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
October 31st, 2020 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE745635 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
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5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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10. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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01:08:25 |
The Threnody of Triumph
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 10th, 2012 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE388CD | CD | |
September 10th, 2012 | Back on Black | BOBV347LP | 2 12" vinyls | White vinyl |
September 25th, 2012 | Candlelight Records USA | CDL508CD | CD | |
December 20th, 2013 | Candlelight Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749533 | CD | Digisleeve, Reissue |
September 22nd, 2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749555 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
M. Wood | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Fiddle (track 3) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (track 5) |
A. Naughton | Vocals (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Artwork, Design |
Moga Alexandru | Logo |
Sara Lovisa | Cover art |
Simon Lucas | Photography (landscape) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
This at least behoves every man, That he his soul’s course should heed, How awful it will be When death arrives, The kinship sunders, Those that were together, Body and soul. Departed from men, the spirit, In punishment or glory, death not discern While him here in the world, An earth vessel remains. The anxious ghost shall come, Always after seven nights, A soul, to find the body, That, from which it had been taken, Then shall call so sad, With a cold voice, The spirit to that dust, Words of a soul departed, After it, from its body were led. "Why hast thou tortured me? Foulness of earth!" "Why dost thou torture me? I art not the food of worms!" "I within thee dwelt and I might not go From, where with flesh, I had invested with me Thy sinful lusts oppressed, So that to me full oft it seemed, That it were a thousand winters To thy death-day." |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Our parting I awaited Thou did not bear in mind, here in life, While I thee, in the world did inhabit, That thou were, through flesh and sinful lusts, Strongly excited, Through me composed. Thou art no longer dear To any living one. Nor to Mother or Father, Nor any of thy kin, ’cept the swart raven, After I alone from thee passed out, Through the same one’s hand From which I came. Here shall abide bones bereft, Torn from the sinews; Thy joys are naught Thou art deaf and dumb, Yet must I thee at night, By compulsion visit, For thy sins afflicted, And soon from thee depart. When holy men to their living God, Chant their hymn, Must then I seek the home, Which I hath been assigned? That un-honoured dwelling-place, While thee shall mould Worms many chew, From sinews tear, Wretched creatures, Ravenous and greedy, Wretched creatures, I lie undone! |
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3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
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4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Thy possessions are all naught, Which on earth did you to men exhibit. Therefore shall it be, Than to thee were all earth’s riches! Bestowed them for the Lord himself, Thou were at a beginning A bird, a fish in the sea, or a beast of the earth, Traversing the fields, a brute without understanding Yet in the waste of creatures, the fiercest there! Though thou were of worm the worst, Did you not become a man? And answer on that great day, When shall the sins be exposed! Then will all the world hear the deeds of men, What will you there on doomsday say? When there shall be no joy, Then it shall go its way, Seek hell’s abyss, Not heaven’s joys, The dust shall be lie! Shall drink in swarms the carcass, Thirsty for corruption, The tongue be drawn asunder, Into ten parts! To the hungry ones for food, Not wisely in words converse, With the accursed ghost, To every man As a memorial, Of mind sagacious! |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
That tract of earth is not, over mid-earth, Fellow too many peopled lands, But it is withdrawn, Through creations might, From wicked men! Beauteous is the plain, With enchantments blessed, With the sweetness of earth, Distinctive is the island, And noble its makers, Who the land founded That is a pleasant plain, Green worlds, Spacious under blue skies; There may not rain nor snow, Nor rage of frost, nor fire’s blast, Nor fall of hail, nor heat of sun, Nor barren cold, nor winter shower, The plain endures forever That glorious land is higher by twelve fold Of fathom measure, As us the skillful have informed, sages, through wisdom, In writings show, Than any of those hills That brightly here with us Tower high! Under the stars, Serenity lies o’er the glorious plain, The sunny bower glitters The trees ever stand green! |
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6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | Show lyrics |
I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity! |
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7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Him the wolf shall eat, The hoar traverser of the heath, His mother then shall on his death, Bemourn the life without control, One shall hunger destroy, and the cruel drive away, One shall the spear lay prostate, Where war doth crush a soul One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope; With his breath fight, Sick with sinew-wounds, His pain, bewails, In mind afflicted, One shall in the forest, from a high tree, Wingless fall, Hover in air! One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope, With his breath fight, To Earth he shall no longer be The wild tree’s fruit, When he to the root Shall sink with life exhausted, Of soul bereft, Shall fall on the earth, His soul be on his journey. |
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8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Here shall sweep the victor’s sword, So that to deep hollows, will evils fall, Into the swart flame, Into the camp of foes, The shoal of the wicked, Accursed to perdition, Within the house of torment, The death-hall of the devil! Not the Earth’s remembrance, Shall they seek after? Will not emerge from sin, Where they, stained with crimes, Bound in flame, shall suffer, Shall be to them sin-vengeance, That is eternal death! That hot gulph may not, from the race of men, In all eternity, burn up sin, throughout all time, Stain the soul & feedeth the dreary, Hold spirits in darkness! Flames scorch them with its ancient might, With the frost of terror, And with fierce worms May it torment many! so that we may judge and never declare, That the soul’s guardian, Life’s wisdom hath lost, Who now heedeth not, Whether his spirit be happy or sad, Where he shall for ever, After death, sojourn! |
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9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pass That which man’s hatred desire to fulfil, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body’s life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung! |
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01:03:24 |
Thousands of Moons Ago / The Gates
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 17th, 2014 | Season of Mist Underground Activists | SUA 053EP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Dark blue vinyl |
January 21st, 2014 | Independent | Digital | ||
May 2016 | Only Vinyl Is Real | OVIR037 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Clear splatter |
Members | |
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Drudkh | |
Krechet | Bass |
Roman | Guitars |
Thurios | Vocals, Guitars |
Vlad | Drums, Keyboards |
Winterfylleth | |
S. Lucas | Drums |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead) |
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1. | Drudkh - ...w krainie drzew (Hefeystos cover) | 05:45 | |
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2. | Drudkh - Ten, který se vyhýbá světlu (Unclean cover) | 05:13 | |
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3. | Drudkh - Recidivus (Sacrilegium cover) | 04:58 | |
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4. | Winterfylleth - The Gates (Hate Forest cover) | 09:16 | |
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25:12 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 7th, 2014 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE443CD | CD | |
October 7th, 2014 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE444CDSE | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
October 1st, 2014 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
October 14th, 2014 | Candlelight Records USA | CDL566 / CDL566CD | CD | |
November 19th, 2014 | Back on Black | BOBV419LP | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749535 | CD | Digisleeve, Reissue |
September 22nd, 2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE749536 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
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Tim Turan | Mastering |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
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1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:39 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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5. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
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6. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
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7. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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8. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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The Fathers of Albion: An Anthology 2007-2013
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April 20th, 2015 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE457CD | 4CD | Box Set |
May 18th, 2015 | Candlelight Records USA | CDL581CD | 4CD | Box Set |
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Disc 1 - The Ghost of Heritage | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | |
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4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | |
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7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
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8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | |
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9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | |
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10. | The Ruin | 08:34 | |
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11. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | |
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Disc 2 - The Mercian Sphere | |||
1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | |
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4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
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5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | |
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7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | |
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8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | |
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10. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | |
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Disc 3 - The Threnody of Triumph | |||
1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | |
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3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
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4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | |
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6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | |
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7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | |
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8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | |
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9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | |
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Disc 4 - Bonus Material: Demo / Compilation / Split | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) (Demo) | 06:24 | |
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2. | Casting the Runes (Demo) | 05:10 | |
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3. | The Ghost of Heritage (Demo) | 05:30 | |
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4. | Abbots Bromley Horn Dance | 04:03 | |
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5. | John Barleycorn | 07:15 | |
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6. | The Three Ravens | 04:58 | |
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7. | The Gates (Hate Forest cover) | 09:17 | |
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42:37 |
The Dark Hereafter
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Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 30th, 2016 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE796073 | CD | |
September 30th, 2016 | Candlelight Records | Digital | Amazon | |
September 30th, 2016 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE796074 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured |
September 30th, 2016 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE711551 | CD | Limited edition, Digibook |
September 30th, 2016 | Candlelight Records USA | 2547960733 | CD | |
February 1st, 2021 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp, Remastered |
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S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead), Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
D. Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
M. Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Gavin Forster | Photography |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography |
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1. | The Dark Hereafter | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Afflicted with sorrows, Yet glorified in victory, Much moved by their summons, The night-helm glode away, Quickly departed, Light came thereafter, The rushing noise of dawn! The powerful collected heathens, Savage, in heaps they thronged, Their war-trappings sung, They brandished their arms, Angry in mood, Under walls of shields! They had in rune and had in rime craft, Written, greedy for power, The end of men, in life or death, The cold-hearted fiercely shouted! Oft their minds went to dim shadows, Besieged by the devil’s lore, When they of savaged spirits, Believed the lies! Then they found those prudent of mind, Their lives in space expired, Dead bones ring echoes in broken lives, Forthwith to divide, body and mind! |
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2. | Pariah’s Path | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
Accursed for ever and driven to exile, Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death, The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits, By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men’s blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee, Her beauty and delights, In sadness and dishonour, Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother, Loathed of thy kin, A lowly pariah, Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world, For thou are lost in love and favour, Weary the ways you must wander, In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you, In your guilt, near or far, By his hate reminded, Of his brother’s death! His life was shed, So thou art scourgest, And thou must go, Away from all men’s sight! |
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3. | Ensigns of Victory | 06:47 | Show lyrics |
Then they bruited abroad in new districts, Throughout there men were widely dispersed, A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men, From whom the Lord’s law would hide! Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea, Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade, Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned, That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found, The best of victorious signs, which before or after, Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft! Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans, Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out, "Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility, Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey". "I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand, Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon, Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive". Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings, Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds! |
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4. | Green Cathedral | 13:03 | Show lyrics |
The winds are loud, The oceans sway, Yet strong remain the stony cliffs, Hold their place o’er watery strife. At times I must, below the earth, The waves of change dive under, The sea from above, they stir, The streams, they mix, But mountains arise, Firm solace of ground, Where we, sure of foot, Watch them dissolve together. Where the water gently laps, At graveled shores, Where heather blooms As free men keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place, I shall go to it, for one last time, ...and be carried, By those who knew me in life, Take me and empty me, From a vessel and leave me there alone. |
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5. | Led Astray in the Forest Dark (Ulver cover) | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
They awaited the maiden’s return, Astray she was in forest dark, Her only friend was the homeward path, Hidden by the spreading snow Could she but not, follow starry trails She would not be lost, amongst these spruces dark Wooden arms embraced the foreign guest Sad was their song unto her The halls of the mountain king, Clamour for Christian blood [The Netherworld:] "Near at hand; a maiden in grief Hands joined in prayer A Litany rises to heaven above." From springs above Upon her head Drop by drop as blood From Jesus Christ [The Maiden:] "Lonely, in forest deep, Tonight, I feel and fear, No one remembers me." |
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40:24 |
Elder Mother
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Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Field recordings |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (steel, nylon, acoustic) |
Nick Wallwork | Guitars (nylon, acoustic) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (nylon, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, String arrangements, Vocals (backing) |
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1. | Elder Mother | 05:13 | |
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The Hallowing of Heirdom
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April 6th, 2018 | Candlelight Records | 2567169055 / 2567169055 | CD | |
April 6th, 2018 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE738989 / CANDLE738989 | 2CD | Deluxe edition, Limited edition, Digipak |
April 6th, 2018 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE716905 | CD | Digisleeve |
April 6th, 2018 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE732335 | 2 12" vinyls |
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Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Field recordings |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (steel, nylon, acoustic) |
Nick Wallwork | Guitars (nylon, acoustic) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (nylon, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, String arrangements, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Victoria Bernath | Violin, Viola |
Matthew Dabbs | Glockenspiel |
Angela Deeks | Vocals (spoken word) (track 9) |
Sarah Wallwork | Vocals (female) (track 1) |
Jo Quail | Cello |
Jake Rogers | Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Markus Stock | Mastering |
David Taylor | Cover art |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography (band) |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Dan Capp | Layout, Design |
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1. | The Shepherd | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
Part 1 Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove. That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There we will sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. Part 2 There will I make a bed of rose A thousand petals there I chose, A cap of flowers, and a gown Embroidered all with leaves surround. A robe made of the finest wool Which from enduring flocks we pull, Fur lined to shield against the cold, And raindrops of the purest gold. Belts of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my Love. |
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2. | Friþgeard | 03:44 | instrumental |
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3. | Æcerbot | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Our acre, once tall, Now barren and frail. "Devils", said father, Had cursed our vale. "Hunt them", protect us, "Go forth", I did plea. Mother did aver, The right remedy. "Erce, Erce, Erce", we spoke. The rite was afoot, How graven our folk. Herb, milk and honey, They fell upon sward. Now Earth’s blessed mother, Our yield, she will guard. |
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4. | Hælgemónaþ | 02:58 | instrumental |
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5. | Elder Mother | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Came forth a liege and five loyal kin, To a realm men sought to claim, An old Witch thence appeared to them, Her terms she did outlay... The Witch - "From this point on you all I’ll make, Seven strides shalt thou now take, And if Long Compton thou can see, A King of England shall thou be... And if Long Compton thou can’t see, No King of England shalt thy be. Rise up stick and rise up stone, For a King of England shalt be none". An Ode to the Elder Mother - "Old girl, old girl give to me, Some of thy wood, and I’ll give thee, Some of mine, some of mine when I turn into a tree". |
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6. | Embers | 04:16 | instrumental |
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7. | A Gleeman’s Volt | 01:44 | instrumental |
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8. | Latch to a Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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9. | The Nymph | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And songs of birds becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age, nor need, These delights my mind might move To by thy love. |
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10. | On-Cýðig | 03:56 | instrumental |
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11. | Resting Tarn | 02:40 | instrumental |
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12. | The Hallowing of Heirdom | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Old are the woods And the buds that do break From the coarse brier’s boughs, When the fierce winds wake. Old are our ways As the streams that still rise, Where the snow now sleeps cold In the deep azure skies. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? Sing of such a history, Of come and of gone. If their means they were wise, In ourselves they live on. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? |
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Latch to a Grave
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August 26th, 2018 | Candlelight Records | 7" vinyl | ||
October 8th, 2018 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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1. | Latch to a Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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2. | Across Silent Fells | 03:35 | instrumental |
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The Siege of Mercia (Live at Bloodstock 2017)
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September 13th, 2019 | Independent | Digital | ||
September 13th, 2019 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE787433 / CANDLE787433 | CD | |
September 13th, 2019 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE787433 | Vinyl |
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1. | The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:39 | |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 08:06 | |
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3. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:42 | |
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4. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 08:08 | |
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5. | Defending the Realm | 07:01 | |
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The Reckoning Dawn
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May 8th, 2020 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE867999 | CD | |
May 8th, 2020 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE868001 / CANDLE868001 / CANDLE867999 | 2CD | Deluxe edition, Special edition |
May 8th, 2020 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE868007 | 2 12" vinyls | Transparent yellow vinyl |
May 8th, 2020 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE868007 | 3 12" vinyls | 3LP Ultra Clear Boxed Set |
May 8th, 2020 | Candlelight Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm, acoustic), Bass |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
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1. | Misdeeds of Faith | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Forward went they, with weapons drawn Swiftly under linden-shields, Fervent were the fierce to battle. When for their blessed one did serve. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. That then shall come among the hordes, Hand-warfare, through spear grips might, Send forth his spirit and so come hither, To pave their way in deeds of spite. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. "Guardian of the world, Keep my mind firmly fixed, Father of all, Bright giver of life, I pray that thou appoint me not, Amongst these guilty ones, And spare my soul As shall I do thy will" |
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2. | A Hostile Fate (The Wayfarer Pt. 4) | 07:40 | Show lyrics |
But lo, the exile beseeches, He who art mournful of voice The summer’s bright warden to sing, And so the harshness of frost dispel. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Fallen is now this spleandour all, Joys are broken, passed away, The weaker remain, hold in this world, Wax old and sere, age comes for him. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Those yearned for he grieves, long of day, And knows his friends of old, in earth decayed, The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth. The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth enshrined. May not his body then, when life erodes, Pain feel, nor withered hand move, Nor shall his mind race to the dawn, But may absolution come. |
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3. | Absolved in Fire | 09:54 | Show lyrics |
When the burning rises, High to heaven, Scorched shall be the many, By dreadful fire. When then to all, Both just and sinful, Soul with body, Seek the creator’s doom, There the ’blessed’ shall be, Inside their space of exile, By their works encircled, Through their own deeds As the fire burns, So, the sun kindles, And itself with it, After the flame, Shall then be proved, The souls of men, Their vices burn, Through fire’s bare heat. A death bed choose, This weary human course, Depart abject thence, Into the grip of dust. Damned for former deeds Buried with clay, Death’s embrace, Encircling they. As though the phoenix A life anew Of light and of comforts Our souls are redeemed A life anew Our souls redeemed |
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4. | The Reckoning Dawn | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Then sharply did destiny arrive, When gilded edge came up to edge, To wither all of earth’s creations, And sweep its ways now o’er her kin. There came a dire legion here, And followed them did dread arise, Passing phantoms with sharp weapons, Shilling torment, on the hordes of men. With a great din, they did wage war, And yet the foolish did not dread! Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. The bold in battle thronged with anger As they raised their banners up high A sign of might unto the crowds As warriors charged into the fray, And still the rain came from above, A whirlwind as the arrows fly, A travelling dart few shall escape, Pressed onwards o’er the water’s way, A whirlwind as the arrows fly. They with fire inside shall seethe, To snuff those pale of flame, Then crashing go, and shall they fall, As ravens swart descend. |
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5. | A Greatness Undone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
How mighty those rays, That pierce the dew-speckled earth, Placing within it a seed, And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth. Bountiful mother, Raising a king to the throne, For among all of her brood, He shineth there brightly alone. How joyous the hunter, Who kept for himself every chase, Smiting the hand of each thane, Loosing wolves by his fading grace. Blessed orator, Bellowing loudly, the law, Beaten by wind and by virtue, As wolven ears fiercely ignore. How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey... How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey, Frothing to gain upon riches, Tragedy’s endless foray. Treacherous idol, Bound to a greatness undone, Damning a mother to darkness, By recklessly selling the sun. Damning a mother to darkness, Recklessly selling the sun. |
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6. | Betwixt Two Crowns | 01:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Yielding the March Law | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
There lieth a land by savagery scarred, Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud There lieth a land of forest and fell Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell There layeth a law ’pon soils untilled, Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield, There layeth a law for dread to allay, Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed. There breaketh a bond by treachery’s hand, Distant the minds of marble, from land, There breaketh a bond, for devils await, Set upon pastures as vermin or flame. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! There dieth a land by poison ingest, Poured from a vessel of marble afresh, There dieth a land of vigour bereft, Drained by the yielding of law, we rest. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! |
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8. | In Darkness Begotten | 09:12 | Show lyrics |
What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze? Your wielding’s, now our spirits cleave, Yet keep away from us the visions, That from the skies hath come to thee. That we in prison must in sorrow, Sit and plot the sun’s true course, When then to us the lords of all, May not the light of life disclose. Must we be then a world’s protector? To those whose minds are weak, unfree, Then shall this make us all here worthy? To those whom the truth has been concealed. Could now to us a bright sun sendeth, Shine for those who long ago, Were vapour covered, swathed in darkness, Begotten, in unending night. Yet death’s dark shadow still endures. For we who humbly still abide, To this narrowed land, truths speaketh, Which once for men were clear of mind. In Darkness Begotten In Darkness |
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57:02 |
Rising of the Winter Full Moon
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Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Richard Brass | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
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1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:24 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | Casting the Runes | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. |
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3. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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17:04 |
Rising of the Winter Full Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Richard Brass | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:24 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | Casting the Runes | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. |
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3. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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17:04 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Members | |
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Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
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8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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48:54 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
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8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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10. | The Ruin | 08:34 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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11. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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01:07:26 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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Side B | |||
7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
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8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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48:54 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
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8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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10. | The Ruin | 08:33 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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11. | The Honour of the Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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01:07:25 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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Side B | |||
4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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33:38 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
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2. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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3. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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Side B | |||
4. | The Ruin | 08:33 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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5. | The Honour of the Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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33:47 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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Side B | |||
4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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33:38 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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3. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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Side B | |||
4. | The Ruin | 08:33 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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5. | The Honour of the Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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33:47 |
The Ghost of Heritage
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead, spoken word), Guitars (electric, acoustic), Bass |
R. Brass | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Design, Layout |
Moga A. | Logo |
Stuart "PK" Matthews | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
Mam Tor. Your torso shivers As the backbone of our land, Under the weight Of a now plagued country. The old ways, Elsewhere long gone, Still linger in these parts. The ways of our people, Whose ancient mighty fort Crowned your glorious slopes And whose dead Dwell in your barrows. We will honour them Forever. We will hail your mighty heights And the caverns beneath. Those dark places That had carved out our ores. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. The spirit of our land Will never die. The spirit of the mountain is strong. Mam Tor, in the High Peak! Celtic whispers still haunt, This windswept land, Of long endured winters. Mam Tor. Mam Tor. |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Then he ordered each of his warriors his horse to loose Then did Brithnoth begin his men to bestow - He rode up and counselled them - his soldiers he taught Then stood forth on the strand and sternly spake The messenger from the Sea men, delivered his tidings; Brithnoth made answer - his buckler he grasped, Brandished his slender spear - and spoke. Bade he then to bear the shields, the warriors to go, So that they on the river’s bank all stood. So stood firm the stout-hearted Warriors in the war - they did keenly strive Who with his point first should be able From fey men to win life. Warriors with weapons; They stood steadfast; Brithnoth stirred them! Thou messenger of the seamen, back with thy message. There stands here a good earl in the midst of his men, Who will this country ever defend, The kingdom of Aethelred, mine overlord, The folk and the ground - but they shall fall, Nor shall ye so softly carry off our riches. Sooner shall point and edge reconcile us, Grim warplay indeed - before we give tribute. |
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4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Where are now the bones of staunch Fabricus? Wayland open for me the door to the Underworld Art you king in your own right? Cold Iron your ware Excalibur your pride So no that harm Through this threshold may come! A symbol of craftsmanship, A consoling image of permanence Amid the flux and decay of earthly existence Ye are but Faithful treasurers of the Lord’s wealth The articiers of spiritual jewels ...And the smiths of celestial weapons |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Sacred water flows, Through the veins of our sacred land, Drink of this and take thy fill, For the water falls by the wizards will. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, Of our fog smothered isle. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Old man of the forest, Cloaked in the lore of the land, Loyal guardian, The ghost of heritage. Among the contorted roots, Of English Oaks, In the caverns of the northern kingdom, Dwells the sleeping army. Here they lie, In enchanted sleep, Awaiting the day, When England is in peril. Thence shall they descend, Into the plain, To decide the fate, Of a great battle, And save our homeland, From the thieving hands, Of the infidel. |
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6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Northern European woodcut, Wandering on a moonlit night, One who, having once, Looked round, walks on, And then turns no more his head, Because he knows, a frightful fiend, Doth close behind him tread. Casting the Runes! |
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9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Stretch forth! Stretch forth! From the south to the north, From the east to the west, stretch forth! stretch forth! Stregnthen thy stakes, and lengthen thy cords, The world is a tent for the world’s true lords! England sowed the glorious seed, In her wise old laws, and her pure old creed, And her stout old heart, and her plain old tongue, And her resolute energies, ever young! Feebly dwindling day by day, All other races are fading away; The sensual South, and the servile East, And the tottering throne of the treacherous priest! Englishmen everywhere! Bretheren all! By one great name on your millions I call Norman, Saxon, Gael, Celt, Into this fine mixed mass ye melt. Englishmen everywhere! Faithful and free! Lords of the land and Kings of the sea Anglo-Saxons! Honest and true, By hundreds of millions my word is to you, Love one another! As brothers embrace! That the World may be blest in the Saxon ways! Traditional Adapted and Arranged for song |
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10. | The Ruin | 08:33 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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11. | The Honour of the Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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01:07:25 |
The Mercian Sphere
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
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5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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10. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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01:08:25 |
The Mercian Sphere
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
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5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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41:57 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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2. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
3. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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4. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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26:28 |
The Mercian Sphere
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
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5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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10. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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01:08:25 |
The Mercian Sphere
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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10. | Defending the Realm (2010) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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01:08:25 |
The Mercian Sphere
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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10. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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01:08:25 |
The Mercian Sphere
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
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5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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41:57 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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2. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
3. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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4. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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26:28 |
The Mercian Sphere
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) |
Mark Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Violin (track 4) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (additional) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Sharrock | Photography |
S. Lucas | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Caeppe | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
The solitary one waits for grace, For mercy divine, For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway, Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile. Unhinged by the certainty of fate. Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships, Of cruel battles & beloved kinsmen fallen: "...I bewail my cares alone, the dawn of each day. They, who eager for glory who bind fast a sad thought in my breast; Separated from homeland, far from noble kinsmen" He who has experience, Knows cruel sorrow, As his companion, No longer one with many, One with few, The path of an exile claims him, His heart frozen, No wealth on earth at all Now all joy has departed. Without his lord’s counsel, Sorrow and sleep together, Bind the wretched solitary one. |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Bereft of friends, awakens he, Dark waves before him, Frost and snow, Mingled with hail fall, His wounded heart is heavier, Painful for the beloved, Sorrow is renewed. Spirits of the seafarers bring not, familiarity there. Care is renewed for the one who must, Send a weary mind over the bound waves. A mind in darkness, pondering life, How they abandoned the hall, The brave young! Thus the earth declines, Falls every day for he, The riches of this world stand deserted, Walls still stand, Blown upon by winds, Covered with frost, Bereft of joy... ...for they all perished. Proud beside the well, War destroyed many, Caried in departure, Over the high sea, a bird of carrion makes haste, The grey-haired wolf shared in death, The ancient work stood empty. |
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3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Learned we in former-days, Of glory-blessed heroes, The thegns of the Lord, Their force did not fail, In the war, When banners clashed together. Illustrious men upon the earth, Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave! When shield and hand defended their crown. When all man’s land was wound in murder, The enemy’s deceit was rife within the kingdom. On the dwelling-place of mighty men, Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit! Neither bread, nor water for men, Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation, The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men, Such was the peace-less token The violence of the wretched, That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded, Destroyed the sight of th eyes, With the point of spears. Then they strove against incursion, Swiftly under shield, Bristling with spears, Enraged ash-bearers, Corwards the flight’s flame! One and all, together, for home! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
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5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Shattered by Fate! The castles rend asunder, The work of giants moldereth away, Its towers crumble, Aquae Sulis, in ruin, The mortar white with frost. The mighty men who built it, they of giants renown, Departed hence, undone by death, are held, Fast in the earth’s embrace. While overhead for living men, A hundred generations pass. Long this red wall, now mossy gray, withstood, While kingdom followed kingdom in the land, Wide-wasting was the battle where they fell. Plague-laden days upon the city came: Yet the wall surrounded all with its bright bosom; There stood the courts of stone. Hence to reign hereafter, the Angle! |
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6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
Then did they of proud spirit split the shield-wall, Men of King Aethelstan, men of honour. Battle shields were hewn with the remnants of hammers. Befitting their noble descent, That they should, defend their land, In battle against each hostile people, Horde and home! Horde and home! The enemy perished, The field flowed with the blood of warriors, Till that noble creation, The Lords bright randle, Sank to its seat. The West-Saxons hewed them...Fugitives all, Grievously with swords sharp from the grinding, Departed then the North-men in nailed ships, The dejected survivors of battle, They who sought respite over deep water, Leaving Dinges mere, Ashamed in spirit |
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41:57 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | Show lyrics |
Then he who thought wisely of, Deeply contemplates this dark life, Wise in mind, remembers he, the battles of old; Time has departed, Grown dark under cover of night, As if it were never there. Powerful spears took earls away, Weapons greedy for slaughter, Storms now batter these stone cliffs, A falling snowstorm binds the Earth, The tummult of winter; Shade of night grows dark, Sends from the north, The rough hailstorm in hosility to men. Everything is fraught with hardship in the kingdom of Earth, Here all is temporary, Earth’s foundations become vain! Apart in counsel, good is he who preserves faith. Nor ought a man to ever, Make known the grief of his heart too quickly, Well it is for the one, who seeks mercy for himself, To find solace, where security stands "My lord was covered in darkness, I was wretched, I was desolate, As the winter coming of waves, To find solace, where security stands!" |
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2. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
3. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Still is a valley Surrounded by a forest of Oaks Bespiring deeply With the breath of our ancestors A knot of roots Hold steadfast the earth Bonds that link a nation, Foregoing generations Eternal, unswayed Roots of heritage Pertain to the valley Roots of hope Growing strong Entwined in the land A valley thick with oaks Its villages silenced By the drift of clear water A bell tolls for many Their presence long gone A voice in the wind Telling secrets of the fallen Lessons without words A proud spirit remains In the heart of every Englishman |
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4. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
If you find yourself, On the tip of an enemy sword, Pull them close to you, Look in to their eyes and laugh, Look to the future See they, children of the Engla, Blood of the Land For a drop of blood That falleth to soil Means you will live, In the Land that you love, Forever! You will look back, Be among ancestors, The Fathers of Albion |
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26:28 |
The Threnody of Triumph
Members | |
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Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
M. Wood | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Fiddle (track 3) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (track 5) |
A. Naughton | Vocals (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Artwork, Design |
Moga Alexandru | Logo |
Sara Lovisa | Cover art |
Simon Lucas | Photography (landscape) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
This at least behoves every man, That he his soul’s course should heed, How awful it will be When death arrives, The kinship sunders, Those that were together, Body and soul. Departed from men, the spirit, In punishment or glory, death not discern While him here in the world, An earth vessel remains. The anxious ghost shall come, Always after seven nights, A soul, to find the body, That, from which it had been taken, Then shall call so sad, With a cold voice, The spirit to that dust, Words of a soul departed, After it, from its body were led. "Why hast thou tortured me? Foulness of earth!" "Why dost thou torture me? I art not the food of worms!" "I within thee dwelt and I might not go From, where with flesh, I had invested with me Thy sinful lusts oppressed, So that to me full oft it seemed, That it were a thousand winters To thy death-day." |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Our parting I awaited Thou did not bear in mind, here in life, While I thee, in the world did inhabit, That thou were, through flesh and sinful lusts, Strongly excited, Through me composed. Thou art no longer dear To any living one. Nor to Mother or Father, Nor any of thy kin, ’cept the swart raven, After I alone from thee passed out, Through the same one’s hand From which I came. Here shall abide bones bereft, Torn from the sinews; Thy joys are naught Thou art deaf and dumb, Yet must I thee at night, By compulsion visit, For thy sins afflicted, And soon from thee depart. When holy men to their living God, Chant their hymn, Must then I seek the home, Which I hath been assigned? That un-honoured dwelling-place, While thee shall mould Worms many chew, From sinews tear, Wretched creatures, Ravenous and greedy, Wretched creatures, I lie undone! |
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3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
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4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Thy possessions are all naught, Which on earth did you to men exhibit. Therefore shall it be, Than to thee were all earth’s riches! Bestowed them for the Lord himself, Thou were at a beginning A bird, a fish in the sea, or a beast of the earth, Traversing the fields, a brute without understanding Yet in the waste of creatures, the fiercest there! Though thou were of worm the worst, Did you not become a man? And answer on that great day, When shall the sins be exposed! Then will all the world hear the deeds of men, What will you there on doomsday say? When there shall be no joy, Then it shall go its way, Seek hell’s abyss, Not heaven’s joys, The dust shall be lie! Shall drink in swarms the carcass, Thirsty for corruption, The tongue be drawn asunder, Into ten parts! To the hungry ones for food, Not wisely in words converse, With the accursed ghost, To every man As a memorial, Of mind sagacious! |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
That tract of earth is not, over mid-earth, Fellow too many peopled lands, But it is withdrawn, Through creations might, From wicked men! Beauteous is the plain, With enchantments blessed, With the sweetness of earth, Distinctive is the island, And noble its makers, Who the land founded That is a pleasant plain, Green worlds, Spacious under blue skies; There may not rain nor snow, Nor rage of frost, nor fire’s blast, Nor fall of hail, nor heat of sun, Nor barren cold, nor winter shower, The plain endures forever That glorious land is higher by twelve fold Of fathom measure, As us the skillful have informed, sages, through wisdom, In writings show, Than any of those hills That brightly here with us Tower high! Under the stars, Serenity lies o’er the glorious plain, The sunny bower glitters The trees ever stand green! |
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6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | Show lyrics |
I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity! |
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7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Him the wolf shall eat, The hoar traverser of the heath, His mother then shall on his death, Bemourn the life without control, One shall hunger destroy, and the cruel drive away, One shall the spear lay prostate, Where war doth crush a soul One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope; With his breath fight, Sick with sinew-wounds, His pain, bewails, In mind afflicted, One shall in the forest, from a high tree, Wingless fall, Hover in air! One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope, With his breath fight, To Earth he shall no longer be The wild tree’s fruit, When he to the root Shall sink with life exhausted, Of soul bereft, Shall fall on the earth, His soul be on his journey. |
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8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Here shall sweep the victor’s sword, So that to deep hollows, will evils fall, Into the swart flame, Into the camp of foes, The shoal of the wicked, Accursed to perdition, Within the house of torment, The death-hall of the devil! Not the Earth’s remembrance, Shall they seek after? Will not emerge from sin, Where they, stained with crimes, Bound in flame, shall suffer, Shall be to them sin-vengeance, That is eternal death! That hot gulph may not, from the race of men, In all eternity, burn up sin, throughout all time, Stain the soul & feedeth the dreary, Hold spirits in darkness! Flames scorch them with its ancient might, With the frost of terror, And with fierce worms May it torment many! so that we may judge and never declare, That the soul’s guardian, Life’s wisdom hath lost, Who now heedeth not, Whether his spirit be happy or sad, Where he shall for ever, After death, sojourn! |
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9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pass That which man’s hatred desire to fulfil, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body’s life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung! |
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01:03:24 |
The Threnody of Triumph
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
M. Wood | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Fiddle (track 3) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (track 5) |
A. Naughton | Vocals (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Artwork, Design |
Moga Alexandru | Logo |
Sara Lovisa | Cover art |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Simon Lucas | Photography (landscape) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
This at least behoves every man, That he his soul’s course should heed, How awful it will be When death arrives, The kinship sunders, Those that were together, Body and soul. Departed from men, the spirit, In punishment or glory, death not discern While him here in the world, An earth vessel remains. The anxious ghost shall come, Always after seven nights, A soul, to find the body, That, from which it had been taken, Then shall call so sad, With a cold voice, The spirit to that dust, Words of a soul departed, After it, from its body were led. "Why hast thou tortured me? Foulness of earth!" "Why dost thou torture me? I art not the food of worms!" "I within thee dwelt and I might not go From, where with flesh, I had invested with me Thy sinful lusts oppressed, So that to me full oft it seemed, That it were a thousand winters To thy death-day." |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Our parting I awaited Thou did not bear in mind, here in life, While I thee, in the world did inhabit, That thou were, through flesh and sinful lusts, Strongly excited, Through me composed. Thou art no longer dear To any living one. Nor to Mother or Father, Nor any of thy kin, ’cept the swart raven, After I alone from thee passed out, Through the same one’s hand From which I came. Here shall abide bones bereft, Torn from the sinews; Thy joys are naught Thou art deaf and dumb, Yet must I thee at night, By compulsion visit, For thy sins afflicted, And soon from thee depart. When holy men to their living God, Chant their hymn, Must then I seek the home, Which I hath been assigned? That un-honoured dwelling-place, While thee shall mould Worms many chew, From sinews tear, Wretched creatures, Ravenous and greedy, Wretched creatures, I lie undone! |
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Side B | |||
3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Thy possessions are all naught, Which on earth did you to men exhibit. Therefore shall it be, Than to thee were all earth’s riches! Bestowed them for the Lord himself, Thou were at a beginning A bird, a fish in the sea, or a beast of the earth, Traversing the fields, a brute without understanding Yet in the waste of creatures, the fiercest there! Though thou were of worm the worst, Did you not become a man? And answer on that great day, When shall the sins be exposed! Then will all the world hear the deeds of men, What will you there on doomsday say? When there shall be no joy, Then it shall go its way, Seek hell’s abyss, Not heaven’s joys, The dust shall be lie! Shall drink in swarms the carcass, Thirsty for corruption, The tongue be drawn asunder, Into ten parts! To the hungry ones for food, Not wisely in words converse, With the accursed ghost, To every man As a memorial, Of mind sagacious! |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
That tract of earth is not, over mid-earth, Fellow too many peopled lands, But it is withdrawn, Through creations might, From wicked men! Beauteous is the plain, With enchantments blessed, With the sweetness of earth, Distinctive is the island, And noble its makers, Who the land founded That is a pleasant plain, Green worlds, Spacious under blue skies; There may not rain nor snow, Nor rage of frost, nor fire’s blast, Nor fall of hail, nor heat of sun, Nor barren cold, nor winter shower, The plain endures forever That glorious land is higher by twelve fold Of fathom measure, As us the skillful have informed, sages, through wisdom, In writings show, Than any of those hills That brightly here with us Tower high! Under the stars, Serenity lies o’er the glorious plain, The sunny bower glitters The trees ever stand green! |
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30:33 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | Show lyrics |
I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity! |
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2. | Void of Light | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Him the wolf shall eat, The hoar traverser of the heath, His mother then shall on his death, Bemourn the life without control, One shall hunger destroy, and the cruel drive away, One shall the spear lay prostate, Where war doth crush a soul One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope; With his breath fight, Sick with sinew-wounds, His pain, bewails, In mind afflicted, One shall in the forest, from a high tree, Wingless fall, Hover in air! One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope, With his breath fight, To Earth he shall no longer be The wild tree’s fruit, When he to the root Shall sink with life exhausted, Of soul bereft, Shall fall on the earth, His soul be on his journey. |
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3. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Here shall sweep the victor’s sword, So that to deep hollows, will evils fall, Into the swart flame, Into the camp of foes, The shoal of the wicked, Accursed to perdition, Within the house of torment, The death-hall of the devil! Not the Earth’s remembrance, Shall they seek after? Will not emerge from sin, Where they, stained with crimes, Bound in flame, shall suffer, Shall be to them sin-vengeance, That is eternal death! That hot gulph may not, from the race of men, In all eternity, burn up sin, throughout all time, Stain the soul & feedeth the dreary, Hold spirits in darkness! Flames scorch them with its ancient might, With the frost of terror, And with fierce worms May it torment many! so that we may judge and never declare, That the soul’s guardian, Life’s wisdom hath lost, Who now heedeth not, Whether his spirit be happy or sad, Where he shall for ever, After death, sojourn! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Home is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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5. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pass That which man’s hatred desire to fulfil, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body’s life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung! |
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32:51 |
The Threnody of Triumph
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
M. Wood | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Fiddle (track 3) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (track 5) |
A. Naughton | Vocals (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Artwork, Design |
Moga Alexandru | Logo |
Sara Lovisa | Cover art |
Simon Lucas | Photography (landscape) |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Our parting I awaited Thou did not bear in mind, here in life, While I thee, in the world did inhabit, That thou were, through flesh and sinful lusts, Strongly excited, Through me composed. Thou art no longer dear To any living one. Nor to Mother or Father, Nor any of thy kin, ’cept the swart raven, After I alone from thee passed out, Through the same one’s hand From which I came. Here shall abide bones bereft, Torn from the sinews; Thy joys are naught Thou art deaf and dumb, Yet must I thee at night, By compulsion visit, For thy sins afflicted, And soon from thee depart. When holy men to their living God, Chant their hymn, Must then I seek the home, Which I hath been assigned? That un-honoured dwelling-place, While thee shall mould Worms many chew, From sinews tear, Wretched creatures, Ravenous and greedy, Wretched creatures, I lie undone! |
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3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
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4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Thy possessions are all naught, Which on earth did you to men exhibit. Therefore shall it be, Than to thee were all earth’s riches! Bestowed them for the Lord himself, Thou were at a beginning A bird, a fish in the sea, or a beast of the earth, Traversing the fields, a brute without understanding Yet in the waste of creatures, the fiercest there! Though thou were of worm the worst, Did you not become a man? And answer on that great day, When shall the sins be exposed! Then will all the world hear the deeds of men, What will you there on doomsday say? When there shall be no joy, Then it shall go its way, Seek hell’s abyss, Not heaven’s joys, The dust shall be lie! Shall drink in swarms the carcass, Thirsty for corruption, The tongue be drawn asunder, Into ten parts! To the hungry ones for food, Not wisely in words converse, With the accursed ghost, To every man As a memorial, Of mind sagacious! |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
That tract of earth is not, over mid-earth, Fellow too many peopled lands, But it is withdrawn, Through creations might, From wicked men! Beauteous is the plain, With enchantments blessed, With the sweetness of earth, Distinctive is the island, And noble its makers, Who the land founded That is a pleasant plain, Green worlds, Spacious under blue skies; There may not rain nor snow, Nor rage of frost, nor fire’s blast, Nor fall of hail, nor heat of sun, Nor barren cold, nor winter shower, The plain endures forever That glorious land is higher by twelve fold Of fathom measure, As us the skillful have informed, sages, through wisdom, In writings show, Than any of those hills That brightly here with us Tower high! Under the stars, Serenity lies o’er the glorious plain, The sunny bower glitters The trees ever stand green! |
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6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | Show lyrics |
I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity! |
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7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Him the wolf shall eat, The hoar traverser of the heath, His mother then shall on his death, Bemourn the life without control, One shall hunger destroy, and the cruel drive away, One shall the spear lay prostate, Where war doth crush a soul One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope; With his breath fight, Sick with sinew-wounds, His pain, bewails, In mind afflicted, One shall in the forest, from a high tree, Wingless fall, Hover in air! One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope, With his breath fight, To Earth he shall no longer be The wild tree’s fruit, When he to the root Shall sink with life exhausted, Of soul bereft, Shall fall on the earth, His soul be on his journey. |
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8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Here shall sweep the victor’s sword, So that to deep hollows, will evils fall, Into the swart flame, Into the camp of foes, The shoal of the wicked, Accursed to perdition, Within the house of torment, The death-hall of the devil! Not the Earth’s remembrance, Shall they seek after? Will not emerge from sin, Where they, stained with crimes, Bound in flame, shall suffer, Shall be to them sin-vengeance, That is eternal death! That hot gulph may not, from the race of men, In all eternity, burn up sin, throughout all time, Stain the soul & feedeth the dreary, Hold spirits in darkness! Flames scorch them with its ancient might, With the frost of terror, And with fierce worms May it torment many! so that we may judge and never declare, That the soul’s guardian, Life’s wisdom hath lost, Who now heedeth not, Whether his spirit be happy or sad, Where he shall for ever, After death, sojourn! |
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9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pass That which man’s hatred desire to fulfil, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body’s life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung! |
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01:03:24 |
The Threnody of Triumph
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
M. Wood | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Fiddle (track 3) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (track 5) |
A. Naughton | Vocals (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Artwork, Design |
Moga Alexandru | Logo |
Sara Lovisa | Cover art |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Simon Lucas | Photography (landscape) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
This at least behoves every man, That he his soul’s course should heed, How awful it will be When death arrives, The kinship sunders, Those that were together, Body and soul. Departed from men, the spirit, In punishment or glory, death not discern While him here in the world, An earth vessel remains. The anxious ghost shall come, Always after seven nights, A soul, to find the body, That, from which it had been taken, Then shall call so sad, With a cold voice, The spirit to that dust, Words of a soul departed, After it, from its body were led. "Why hast thou tortured me? Foulness of earth!" "Why dost thou torture me? I art not the food of worms!" "I within thee dwelt and I might not go From, where with flesh, I had invested with me Thy sinful lusts oppressed, So that to me full oft it seemed, That it were a thousand winters To thy death-day." |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Our parting I awaited Thou did not bear in mind, here in life, While I thee, in the world did inhabit, That thou were, through flesh and sinful lusts, Strongly excited, Through me composed. Thou art no longer dear To any living one. Nor to Mother or Father, Nor any of thy kin, ’cept the swart raven, After I alone from thee passed out, Through the same one’s hand From which I came. Here shall abide bones bereft, Torn from the sinews; Thy joys are naught Thou art deaf and dumb, Yet must I thee at night, By compulsion visit, For thy sins afflicted, And soon from thee depart. When holy men to their living God, Chant their hymn, Must then I seek the home, Which I hath been assigned? That un-honoured dwelling-place, While thee shall mould Worms many chew, From sinews tear, Wretched creatures, Ravenous and greedy, Wretched creatures, I lie undone! |
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3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
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4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Thy possessions are all naught, Which on earth did you to men exhibit. Therefore shall it be, Than to thee were all earth’s riches! Bestowed them for the Lord himself, Thou were at a beginning A bird, a fish in the sea, or a beast of the earth, Traversing the fields, a brute without understanding Yet in the waste of creatures, the fiercest there! Though thou were of worm the worst, Did you not become a man? And answer on that great day, When shall the sins be exposed! Then will all the world hear the deeds of men, What will you there on doomsday say? When there shall be no joy, Then it shall go its way, Seek hell’s abyss, Not heaven’s joys, The dust shall be lie! Shall drink in swarms the carcass, Thirsty for corruption, The tongue be drawn asunder, Into ten parts! To the hungry ones for food, Not wisely in words converse, With the accursed ghost, To every man As a memorial, Of mind sagacious! |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
That tract of earth is not, over mid-earth, Fellow too many peopled lands, But it is withdrawn, Through creations might, From wicked men! Beauteous is the plain, With enchantments blessed, With the sweetness of earth, Distinctive is the island, And noble its makers, Who the land founded That is a pleasant plain, Green worlds, Spacious under blue skies; There may not rain nor snow, Nor rage of frost, nor fire’s blast, Nor fall of hail, nor heat of sun, Nor barren cold, nor winter shower, The plain endures forever That glorious land is higher by twelve fold Of fathom measure, As us the skillful have informed, sages, through wisdom, In writings show, Than any of those hills That brightly here with us Tower high! Under the stars, Serenity lies o’er the glorious plain, The sunny bower glitters The trees ever stand green! |
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6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | Show lyrics |
I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity! |
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7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Him the wolf shall eat, The hoar traverser of the heath, His mother then shall on his death, Bemourn the life without control, One shall hunger destroy, and the cruel drive away, One shall the spear lay prostate, Where war doth crush a soul One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope; With his breath fight, Sick with sinew-wounds, His pain, bewails, In mind afflicted, One shall in the forest, from a high tree, Wingless fall, Hover in air! One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope, With his breath fight, To Earth he shall no longer be The wild tree’s fruit, When he to the root Shall sink with life exhausted, Of soul bereft, Shall fall on the earth, His soul be on his journey. |
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8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Here shall sweep the victor’s sword, So that to deep hollows, will evils fall, Into the swart flame, Into the camp of foes, The shoal of the wicked, Accursed to perdition, Within the house of torment, The death-hall of the devil! Not the Earth’s remembrance, Shall they seek after? Will not emerge from sin, Where they, stained with crimes, Bound in flame, shall suffer, Shall be to them sin-vengeance, That is eternal death! That hot gulph may not, from the race of men, In all eternity, burn up sin, throughout all time, Stain the soul & feedeth the dreary, Hold spirits in darkness! Flames scorch them with its ancient might, With the frost of terror, And with fierce worms May it torment many! so that we may judge and never declare, That the soul’s guardian, Life’s wisdom hath lost, Who now heedeth not, Whether his spirit be happy or sad, Where he shall for ever, After death, sojourn! |
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9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pass That which man’s hatred desire to fulfil, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body’s life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung! |
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01:03:24 |
The Threnody of Triumph
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
M. Wood | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Fiddle (track 3) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (track 5) |
A. Naughton | Vocals (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Artwork, Design |
Moga Alexandru | Logo |
Sara Lovisa | Cover art |
Simon Lucas | Photography (landscape) |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
This at least behoves every man, That he his soul’s course should heed, How awful it will be When death arrives, The kinship sunders, Those that were together, Body and soul. Departed from men, the spirit, In punishment or glory, death not discern While him here in the world, An earth vessel remains. The anxious ghost shall come, Always after seven nights, A soul, to find the body, That, from which it had been taken, Then shall call so sad, With a cold voice, The spirit to that dust, Words of a soul departed, After it, from its body were led. "Why hast thou tortured me? Foulness of earth!" "Why dost thou torture me? I art not the food of worms!" "I within thee dwelt and I might not go From, where with flesh, I had invested with me Thy sinful lusts oppressed, So that to me full oft it seemed, That it were a thousand winters To thy death-day." |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Our parting I awaited Thou did not bear in mind, here in life, While I thee, in the world did inhabit, That thou were, through flesh and sinful lusts, Strongly excited, Through me composed. Thou art no longer dear To any living one. Nor to Mother or Father, Nor any of thy kin, ’cept the swart raven, After I alone from thee passed out, Through the same one’s hand From which I came. Here shall abide bones bereft, Torn from the sinews; Thy joys are naught Thou art deaf and dumb, Yet must I thee at night, By compulsion visit, For thy sins afflicted, And soon from thee depart. When holy men to their living God, Chant their hymn, Must then I seek the home, Which I hath been assigned? That un-honoured dwelling-place, While thee shall mould Worms many chew, From sinews tear, Wretched creatures, Ravenous and greedy, Wretched creatures, I lie undone! |
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3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Thy possessions are all naught, Which on earth did you to men exhibit. Therefore shall it be, Than to thee were all earth’s riches! Bestowed them for the Lord himself, Thou were at a beginning A bird, a fish in the sea, or a beast of the earth, Traversing the fields, a brute without understanding Yet in the waste of creatures, the fiercest there! Though thou were of worm the worst, Did you not become a man? And answer on that great day, When shall the sins be exposed! Then will all the world hear the deeds of men, What will you there on doomsday say? When there shall be no joy, Then it shall go its way, Seek hell’s abyss, Not heaven’s joys, The dust shall be lie! Shall drink in swarms the carcass, Thirsty for corruption, The tongue be drawn asunder, Into ten parts! To the hungry ones for food, Not wisely in words converse, With the accursed ghost, To every man As a memorial, Of mind sagacious! |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
That tract of earth is not, over mid-earth, Fellow too many peopled lands, But it is withdrawn, Through creations might, From wicked men! Beauteous is the plain, With enchantments blessed, With the sweetness of earth, Distinctive is the island, And noble its makers, Who the land founded That is a pleasant plain, Green worlds, Spacious under blue skies; There may not rain nor snow, Nor rage of frost, nor fire’s blast, Nor fall of hail, nor heat of sun, Nor barren cold, nor winter shower, The plain endures forever That glorious land is higher by twelve fold Of fathom measure, As us the skillful have informed, sages, through wisdom, In writings show, Than any of those hills That brightly here with us Tower high! Under the stars, Serenity lies o’er the glorious plain, The sunny bower glitters The trees ever stand green! |
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6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | Show lyrics |
I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity! |
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7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Him the wolf shall eat, The hoar traverser of the heath, His mother then shall on his death, Bemourn the life without control, One shall hunger destroy, and the cruel drive away, One shall the spear lay prostate, Where war doth crush a soul One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope; With his breath fight, Sick with sinew-wounds, His pain, bewails, In mind afflicted, One shall in the forest, from a high tree, Wingless fall, Hover in air! One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope, With his breath fight, To Earth he shall no longer be The wild tree’s fruit, When he to the root Shall sink with life exhausted, Of soul bereft, Shall fall on the earth, His soul be on his journey. |
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8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Here shall sweep the victor’s sword, So that to deep hollows, will evils fall, Into the swart flame, Into the camp of foes, The shoal of the wicked, Accursed to perdition, Within the house of torment, The death-hall of the devil! Not the Earth’s remembrance, Shall they seek after? Will not emerge from sin, Where they, stained with crimes, Bound in flame, shall suffer, Shall be to them sin-vengeance, That is eternal death! That hot gulph may not, from the race of men, In all eternity, burn up sin, throughout all time, Stain the soul & feedeth the dreary, Hold spirits in darkness! Flames scorch them with its ancient might, With the frost of terror, And with fierce worms May it torment many! so that we may judge and never declare, That the soul’s guardian, Life’s wisdom hath lost, Who now heedeth not, Whether his spirit be happy or sad, Where he shall for ever, After death, sojourn! |
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9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pass That which man’s hatred desire to fulfil, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body’s life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung! |
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01:03:24 |
The Threnody of Triumph
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
M. Wood | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Caroline Lucas | Fiddle (track 3) |
Chris Fielding | Vocals (track 5) |
A. Naughton | Vocals (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Dan Capp | Artwork, Design |
Moga Alexandru | Logo |
Sara Lovisa | Cover art |
Simon Lucas | Photography (landscape) |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
This at least behoves every man, That he his soul’s course should heed, How awful it will be When death arrives, The kinship sunders, Those that were together, Body and soul. Departed from men, the spirit, In punishment or glory, death not discern While him here in the world, An earth vessel remains. The anxious ghost shall come, Always after seven nights, A soul, to find the body, That, from which it had been taken, Then shall call so sad, With a cold voice, The spirit to that dust, Words of a soul departed, After it, from its body were led. "Why hast thou tortured me? Foulness of earth!" "Why dost thou torture me? I art not the food of worms!" "I within thee dwelt and I might not go From, where with flesh, I had invested with me Thy sinful lusts oppressed, So that to me full oft it seemed, That it were a thousand winters To thy death-day." |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Our parting I awaited Thou did not bear in mind, here in life, While I thee, in the world did inhabit, That thou were, through flesh and sinful lusts, Strongly excited, Through me composed. Thou art no longer dear To any living one. Nor to Mother or Father, Nor any of thy kin, ’cept the swart raven, After I alone from thee passed out, Through the same one’s hand From which I came. Here shall abide bones bereft, Torn from the sinews; Thy joys are naught Thou art deaf and dumb, Yet must I thee at night, By compulsion visit, For thy sins afflicted, And soon from thee depart. When holy men to their living God, Chant their hymn, Must then I seek the home, Which I hath been assigned? That un-honoured dwelling-place, While thee shall mould Worms many chew, From sinews tear, Wretched creatures, Ravenous and greedy, Wretched creatures, I lie undone! |
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Side B | |||
3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Thy possessions are all naught, Which on earth did you to men exhibit. Therefore shall it be, Than to thee were all earth’s riches! Bestowed them for the Lord himself, Thou were at a beginning A bird, a fish in the sea, or a beast of the earth, Traversing the fields, a brute without understanding Yet in the waste of creatures, the fiercest there! Though thou were of worm the worst, Did you not become a man? And answer on that great day, When shall the sins be exposed! Then will all the world hear the deeds of men, What will you there on doomsday say? When there shall be no joy, Then it shall go its way, Seek hell’s abyss, Not heaven’s joys, The dust shall be lie! Shall drink in swarms the carcass, Thirsty for corruption, The tongue be drawn asunder, Into ten parts! To the hungry ones for food, Not wisely in words converse, With the accursed ghost, To every man As a memorial, Of mind sagacious! |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
That tract of earth is not, over mid-earth, Fellow too many peopled lands, But it is withdrawn, Through creations might, From wicked men! Beauteous is the plain, With enchantments blessed, With the sweetness of earth, Distinctive is the island, And noble its makers, Who the land founded That is a pleasant plain, Green worlds, Spacious under blue skies; There may not rain nor snow, Nor rage of frost, nor fire’s blast, Nor fall of hail, nor heat of sun, Nor barren cold, nor winter shower, The plain endures forever That glorious land is higher by twelve fold Of fathom measure, As us the skillful have informed, sages, through wisdom, In writings show, Than any of those hills That brightly here with us Tower high! Under the stars, Serenity lies o’er the glorious plain, The sunny bower glitters The trees ever stand green! |
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30:33 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | Show lyrics |
I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity! |
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2. | Void of Light | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Him the wolf shall eat, The hoar traverser of the heath, His mother then shall on his death, Bemourn the life without control, One shall hunger destroy, and the cruel drive away, One shall the spear lay prostate, Where war doth crush a soul One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope; With his breath fight, Sick with sinew-wounds, His pain, bewails, In mind afflicted, One shall in the forest, from a high tree, Wingless fall, Hover in air! One shall void of light, And pass this life, With his hands grope, With his breath fight, To Earth he shall no longer be The wild tree’s fruit, When he to the root Shall sink with life exhausted, Of soul bereft, Shall fall on the earth, His soul be on his journey. |
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3. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Here shall sweep the victor’s sword, So that to deep hollows, will evils fall, Into the swart flame, Into the camp of foes, The shoal of the wicked, Accursed to perdition, Within the house of torment, The death-hall of the devil! Not the Earth’s remembrance, Shall they seek after? Will not emerge from sin, Where they, stained with crimes, Bound in flame, shall suffer, Shall be to them sin-vengeance, That is eternal death! That hot gulph may not, from the race of men, In all eternity, burn up sin, throughout all time, Stain the soul & feedeth the dreary, Hold spirits in darkness! Flames scorch them with its ancient might, With the frost of terror, And with fierce worms May it torment many! so that we may judge and never declare, That the soul’s guardian, Life’s wisdom hath lost, Who now heedeth not, Whether his spirit be happy or sad, Where he shall for ever, After death, sojourn! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pass That which man’s hatred desire to fulfil, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body’s life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels’ sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung! |
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32:51 |
Thousands of Moons Ago / The Gates
Members | |
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Drudkh | |
Krechet | Bass |
Roman | Guitars |
Thurios | Vocals, Guitars |
Vlad | Drums, Keyboards |
Winterfylleth | |
S. Lucas | Drums |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Drudkh - ...w krainie drzew (Hefeystos cover) | 05:45 | |
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2. | Drudkh - Ten, který se vyhýbá světlu (Unclean cover) | 05:13 | |
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3. | Drudkh - Recidivus (Sacrilegium cover) | 04:58 | |
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4. | Winterfylleth - The Gates (Hate Forest cover) | 09:16 | |
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25:12 |
Thousands of Moons Ago / The Gates
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Drudkh | |
Krechet | Bass |
Roman | Guitars |
Thurios | Vocals, Guitars |
Vlad | Drums, Keyboards |
Winterfylleth | |
S. Lucas | Drums |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Drudkh - ...w krainie drzew (Hefeystos cover) | 05:45 | |
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2. | Drudkh - Ten, který se vyhýbá světlu (Unclean cover) | 05:13 | |
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3. | Drudkh - Recidivus (Sacrilegium cover) | 04:58 | |
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4. | Winterfylleth - The Gates (Hate Forest cover) | 09:16 | |
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25:12 |
Thousands of Moons Ago / The Gates
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Drudkh | |
Krechet | Bass |
Roman | Guitars |
Thurios | Vocals, Guitars |
Vlad | Drums, Keyboards |
Winterfylleth | |
S. Lucas | Drums |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Drudkh - ...w krainie drzew (Hefeystos cover) | 05:45 | |
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2. | Drudkh - Ten, který se vyhýbá světlu (Unclean cover) | 05:13 | |
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3. | Drudkh - Recidivus (Sacrilegium cover) | 04:58 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
4. | Winterfylleth - The Gates (Hate Forest cover) | 09:16 | |
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25:12 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Members | |
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Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:39 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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5. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
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6. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) "...For there are many paths to tread..." |
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7. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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8. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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56:33 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:39 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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5. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
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6. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) "...For there are many paths to tread..." |
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7. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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8. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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56:33 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:38 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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5. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
|||
6. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) "...For there are many paths to tread..." |
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7. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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8. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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56:32 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:39 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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5. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
|||
6. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) "...For there are many paths to tread..." |
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7. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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8. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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56:33 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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Side B | |||
3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:39 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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30:57 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
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2. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) "...For there are many paths to tread..." |
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3. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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5. | Pariah’s Path | 08:58 | |
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34:34 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:39 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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5. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
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6. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) "...For there are many paths to tread..." |
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7. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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8. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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56:33 |
The Divination of Antiquity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (backing) |
M. Wood | Guitars (lead), Vocals (backing) |
C. Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm) |
Guest/Session | |
Mark Deeks | Vocals (choirs) |
Sarah Wieghell | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Engineering, Mixing |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Divination of Antiquity | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
The ’great creation’ had arrived, All before the Lord’s made go, Of fires intense and over grounds, The heat of flame did roar! The heavens burst, both strong and bright, The stars they all did fall. The sun turned dark to hue of blood, A casualty of war! And all but worse, the moon the same, Gave light by night, shall now be still, And so the stars from high be strewn, Through tempest of the storms! And through the wide ground loud be heard, A soaring trumpet’s voice, On seven sides new winds shall fell, A crashing blow, to fearful might! Shall agitate and still the world, With storm its breath shall fell, The dark creations made by they, Those wicked, whom folk tales tell. So we as men must all now learn, This cycle claiming blood, Our future must not be again, So stand as one, for we as one stand fall! |
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2. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
I am by virtues greater, Than all this fair mid-earth, Yet less, than a worm of soil. I am lighter, than the moon, Move swifter, than the sun, The seas are all and rivers too, In my strong embrace. This lap of earth, With its green plains, Its depths I Touch, I Move and I wave. To Hell I can descend, But mount over the heavens, On all sides I reach. To Earth I fill and all sea-streams, On all sides with myself, Over the abode of Men. Yet I am unseen, But all Men know, That I am here eternal! Whether sun doth shine, Or rain descend, I remain, I will remain, Till all life’s end! |
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Side B | |||
3. | Warrior Herd | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Lo! We learned in days gone by, Of those beneath the stars, Nameless heroes blessed by all, But servants of their lords. Their glory failed not, by man’s conflict, When ensigns clashed and all fell fowl, Men made famous on the earth, By pious leaders, bold in warfare The hand of slaughter, had been decided, Land wound with fear, with the sedition of ’foes’! Revered as warriors, and our saviours, When fist and iron on all to war, A nation guard on fields of battle, Where none might home or hope enjoy! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." Their hands hath slaughtered, their fate decided, Land red with blood, their foes cut down! A sinful tribe, the tumult of undone men, The devil’s servants, blindly charging on. After mixed for them, bitter together, These wizards through their magic a fatal drink, Which turned away, the wit and intellect of men, And claimed their hearts within their breasts! "I was evermore in every way, of thy will desirous in mind, Now with sorrow must I deeds, Act now as a warrior herd." |
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4. | A Careworn Heart | 09:39 | Show lyrics |
So in this forest grove they bid me dwell, Under oak trees in this deathly barrow, Old is this feeling, all I do is yearn, The dales are dark and overgrown with briars. Joyless is this place, full often here, The absence of my kin, falls sharply on my soul! Dear lovers in the world still they lie content, While I alone, at break of dawn must walk! Under oak trees round this earthly cave, I remain the length of summer days, Where I weep my many hardships, Contrive to rest my careworn heart. All my loves are fatally outcast, Far off in some distant land, Frozen by storms and under stony cliffs, In desolate realms near torrid seas! My weary heart must suffer all, And call to mind a stronger time, Grief must always be my friend, Of she who mourns for her beloved. |
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30:57 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Foundations of Ash | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn, Stricken with by-gone years, As fire devours frail bodies so, Life moves throughout its journey, The spirits of fated ones, From flesh and bones advance, The funeral pyres burn red! Yet to it returns, after time and space, A life restored anew, When that the ashes now begin, From the force of flames, To join and fuse again! Though buildings were of ruin, The flames did cease and cool, Bone-cases all but broken, The burning now turned blue, Then from the pile, a likeness, In the spring sun’s gleam doth grow! The sign of sun as giving hope, Up over oceans, of noble stars delight, A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased, By smiths’ artifice, it has been set! |
|||
2. | The World Ahead | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) "...For there are many paths to tread..." |
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3. | Over Borderlands | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Evil blossomed in all men’s breasts, Brand hot malice boiled their minds, Grew hot the varicoloured poison, Was evident in their injurious word, A mood of ill thought toward other men, With murder wound about. A king commands the strong ones to go, March the stone of the street, From their solid plain, go forward, Tread the earth-ways to green plains new. Their errand in doctrines did lead to other lands, By the king’s word, from the earth, To make resurrection, to lay their land to rest, Limbs to gather up, spirits to take. Not for the many, but serve only the few, Forth they came to the people announce, Whom they as gods in might understood, Then set out they, to go forth and claim, As him the Lord who had appointed them, Over the boundary paths, Where the bodies of those who stood, The corpses of their fathers, Had in struggle been concealed! Then the elders again began, sinful to say, That it by magic arts was done, By glamour, that the bright one, Spake before men and left them judged! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Forsaken in Stone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Covered were the dead with clouds, Dread mist passed o’er their former glory, Under shadows of his cross, Foundations weep, for kinsmen fallen. Wounding men with sharpened blades, Then did they lay down the weary, Strong in might but weak in spirit, They stood their souls beheld! Gone now are a kinfolk slaughtered, That men may heal and rise again, To stand as towers under the heavens, Hardened through the scars of loss! Now warrior cries are distant echoes, Their corpses cold and passed away, Enlightened men, of new resolve, That cross of old, with true blows fell! But let we now as folk acknowledge, Those brave men whose hand and heart, A homeland, gathered strength to honour, But wills of evil tore apart! In their name we give remembrance, A sepulchre of stone we guild, (Keepers of stories untold) Our hands we raise in gentle union, Our futures now we shall rebuild! |
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25:36 |
The Fathers of Albion: An Anthology 2007-2013
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 - The Ghost of Heritage | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | |
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2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | |
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5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | |
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10. | The Ruin | 08:34 | |
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11. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | |
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01:07:26 | |||
Disc 2 - The Mercian Sphere | |||
1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | |
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2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | |
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8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | |
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10. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | |
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01:08:25 | |||
Disc 3 - The Threnody of Triumph | |||
1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | |
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3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
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4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | |
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5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | |
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6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | |
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7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | |
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8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | |
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9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
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10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | |
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01:03:24 | |||
Disc 4 - Bonus Material: Demo / Compilation / Split | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) (Demo) | 06:24 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Casting the Runes (Demo) | 05:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The Ghost of Heritage (Demo) | 05:30 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Abbots Bromley Horn Dance | 04:03 | |
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5. | John Barleycorn | 07:15 | |
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6. | The Three Ravens | 04:58 | |
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7. | The Gates (Hate Forest cover) | 09:17 | |
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42:37 |
The Fathers of Albion: An Anthology 2007-2013
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 - The Ghost of Heritage | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | The March to Maldon | 03:46 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Brithnoth: The Battle of Maldon (991 A.D.) | 07:38 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Forging the Iron of England | 05:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Ghost of Heritage | 05:27 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Defending the Realm | 05:21 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Guardian of the Herd | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Casting the Runes | 05:23 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | An Englishman’s Verse | 05:04 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | The Ruin | 08:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 09:58 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:07:26 | |||
Disc 2 - The Mercian Sphere | |||
1. | Gateway to the Dark Peak / The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:05 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | The Wayfarer Pt. 2 - Awakens He, Bereft of Kinsmen | 07:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The Fields of Reckoning | 05:33 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Children of the Stones | 04:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Ruin | 06:52 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | The Honour of Good Men on the Path to Eternal Glory | 10:17 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | The Wayfarer Pt. 3 - To Find Solace... Where Security Stands | 10:11 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | When the Woods Were Young | 02:24 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 07:22 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Defending the Realm (Re-recording) | 06:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:08:25 | |||
Disc 3 - The Threnody of Triumph | |||
1. | A Thousand Winters | 07:35 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | The Swart Raven | 07:48 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Æfterield-Fréon | 01:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | A Memorial | 06:51 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Glorious Plain | 06:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | A Soul Unbound | 08:17 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Void of Light | 05:22 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | The Fate of Souls After Death | 07:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Home Is Behind | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | The Threnody of Triumph | 08:49 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:03:24 | |||
Disc 4 - Bonus Material: Demo/Compilation/Split | |||
1. | Mam Tor (The Shivering Mountain) (Demo) | 06:24 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Casting the Runes (Demo) | 05:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The Ghost of Heritage (Demo) | 05:30 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Abbots Bromley Horn Dance | 04:03 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | John Barleycorn | 07:15 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | The Three Ravens | 04:58 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | The Gates (Hate Forest cover) | 09:17 | |
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42:37 |
The Dark Hereafter
Members | |
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Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead), Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
D. Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
M. Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Gavin Forster | Photography |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Dark Hereafter | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Afflicted with sorrows, Yet glorified in victory, Much moved by their summons, The night-helm glode away, Quickly departed, Light came thereafter, The rushing noise of dawn! The powerful collected heathens, Savage, in heaps they thronged, Their war-trappings sung, They brandished their arms, Angry in mood, Under walls of shields! They had in rune and had in rime craft, Written, greedy for power, The end of men, in life or death, The cold-hearted fiercely shouted! Oft their minds went to dim shadows, Besieged by the devil’s lore, When they of savaged spirits, Believed the lies! Then they found those prudent of mind, Their lives in space expired, Dead bones ring echoes in broken lives, Forthwith to divide, body and mind! |
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2. | Pariah’s Path | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
Accursed for ever and driven to exile, Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death, The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits, By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men’s blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee, Her beauty and delights, In sadness and dishonour, Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother, Loathed of thy kin, A lowly pariah, Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world, For thou are lost in love and favour, Weary the ways you must wander, In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you, In your guilt, near or far, By his hate reminded, Of his brother’s death! His life was shed, So thou art scourgest, And thou must go, Away from all men’s sight! |
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3. | Ensigns of Victory | 06:47 | Show lyrics |
Then they bruited abroad in new districts, Throughout there men were widely dispersed, A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men, From whom the Lord’s law would hide! Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea, Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade, Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned, That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found, The best of victorious signs, which before or after, Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft! Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans, Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out, "Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility, Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey". "I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand, Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon, Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive". Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings, Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds! |
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4. | Green Cathedral | 13:03 | Show lyrics |
The winds are loud, The oceans sway, Yet strong remain the stony cliffs, Hold their place o’er watery strife. At times I must, below the earth, The waves of change dive under, The sea from above, they stir, The streams, they mix, But mountains arise, Firm solace of ground, Where we, sure of foot, Watch them dissolve together. Where the water gently laps, At graveled shores, Where heather blooms As free men keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place, I shall go to it, for one last time, ...and be carried, By those who knew me in life, Take me and empty me, From a vessel and leave me there alone. |
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5. | Led Astray in the Forest Dark (Ulver cover) | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
They awaited the maiden’s return, Astray she was in forest dark, Her only friend was the homeward path, Hidden by the spreading snow Could she but not, follow starry trails She would not be lost, amongst these spruces dark Wooden arms embraced the foreign guest Sad was their song unto her The halls of the mountain king, Clamour for Christian blood [The Netherworld:] "Near at hand; a maiden in grief Hands joined in prayer A Litany rises to heaven above." From springs above Upon her head Drop by drop as blood From Jesus Christ [The Maiden:] "Lonely, in forest deep, Tonight, I feel and fear, No one remembers me." |
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40:24 |
The Dark Hereafter
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead), Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
D. Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
M. Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gavin Forster | Photography |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Dark Hereafter | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Afflicted with sorrows, Yet glorified in victory, Much moved by their summons, The night-helm glode away, Quickly departed, Light came thereafter, The rushing noise of dawn! The powerful collected heathens, Savage, in heaps they thronged, Their war-trappings sung, They brandished their arms, Angry in mood, Under walls of shields! They had in rune and had in rime craft, Written, greedy for power, The end of men, in life or death, The cold-hearted fiercely shouted! Oft their minds went to dim shadows, Besieged by the devil’s lore, When they of savaged spirits, Believed the lies! Then they found those prudent of mind, Their lives in space expired, Dead bones ring echoes in broken lives, Forthwith to divide, body and mind! |
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2. | Pariah’s Path | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
Accursed for ever and driven to exile, Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death, The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits, By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men’s blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee, Her beauty and delights, In sadness and dishonour, Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother, Loathed of thy kin, A lowly pariah, Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world, For thou are lost in love and favour, Weary the ways you must wander, In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you, In your guilt, near or far, By his hate reminded, Of his brother’s death! His life was shed, So thou art scourgest, And thou must go, Away from all men’s sight! |
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3. | Ensigns of Victory | 06:47 | Show lyrics |
Then they bruited abroad in new districts, Throughout there men were widely dispersed, A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men, From whom the Lord’s law would hide! Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea, Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade, Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned, That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found, The best of victorious signs, which before or after, Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft! Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans, Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out, "Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility, Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey". "I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand, Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon, Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive". Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings, Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds! |
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4. | Green Cathedral | 13:03 | Show lyrics |
The winds are loud, The oceans sway, Yet strong remain the stony cliffs, Hold their place o’er watery strife. At times I must, below the earth, The waves of change dive under, The sea from above, they stir, The streams, they mix, But mountains arise, Firm solace of ground, Where we, sure of foot, Watch them dissolve together. Where the water gently laps, At graveled shores, Where heather blooms As free men keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place, I shall go to it, for one last time, ...and be carried, By those who knew me in life, Take me and empty me, From a vessel and leave me there alone. |
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5. | Led Astray in the Forest Dark (Ulver cover) | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
They awaited the maiden’s return, Astray she was in forest dark, Her only friend was the homeward path, Hidden by the spreading snow Could she but not, follow starry trails She would not be lost, amongst these spruces dark Wooden arms embraced the foreign guest Sad was their song unto her The halls of the mountain king, Clamour for Christian blood [The Netherworld:] "Near at hand; a maiden in grief Hands joined in prayer A Litany rises to heaven above." From springs above Upon her head Drop by drop as blood From Jesus Christ [The Maiden:] "Lonely, in forest deep, Tonight, I feel and fear, No one remembers me." |
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40:24 |
The Dark Hereafter
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead), Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
D. Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
M. Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gavin Forster | Photography |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Dark Hereafter | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Afflicted with sorrows, Yet glorified in victory, Much moved by their summons, The night-helm glode away, Quickly departed, Light came thereafter, The rushing noise of dawn! The powerful collected heathens, Savage, in heaps they thronged, Their war-trappings sung, They brandished their arms, Angry in mood, Under walls of shields! They had in rune and had in rime craft, Written, greedy for power, The end of men, in life or death, The cold-hearted fiercely shouted! Oft their minds went to dim shadows, Besieged by the devil’s lore, When they of savaged spirits, Believed the lies! Then they found those prudent of mind, Their lives in space expired, Dead bones ring echoes in broken lives, Forthwith to divide, body and mind! |
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2. | Pariah’s Path | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
Accursed for ever and driven to exile, Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death, The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits, By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men’s blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee, Her beauty and delights, In sadness and dishonour, Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother, Loathed of thy kin, A lowly pariah, Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world, For thou are lost in love and favour, Weary the ways you must wander, In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you, In your guilt, near or far, By his hate reminded, Of his brother’s death! His life was shed, So thou art scourgest, And thou must go, Away from all men’s sight! |
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3. | Ensigns of Victory | 06:47 | Show lyrics |
Then they bruited abroad in new districts, Throughout there men were widely dispersed, A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men, From whom the Lord’s law would hide! Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea, Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade, Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned, That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found, The best of victorious signs, which before or after, Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft! Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans, Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out, "Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility, Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey". "I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand, Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon, Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive". Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings, Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Green Cathedral | 13:03 | Show lyrics |
The winds are loud, The oceans sway, Yet strong remain the stony cliffs, Hold their place o’er watery strife. At times I must, below the earth, The waves of change dive under, The sea from above, they stir, The streams, they mix, But mountains arise, Firm solace of ground, Where we, sure of foot, Watch them dissolve together. Where the water gently laps, At graveled shores, Where heather blooms As free men keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place, I shall go to it, for one last time, ...and be carried, By those who knew me in life, Take me and empty me, From a vessel and leave me there alone. |
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5. | Led Astray in the Forest Dark (Ulver cover) | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
They awaited the maiden’s return, Astray she was in forest dark, Her only friend was the homeward path, Hidden by the spreading snow Could she but not, follow starry trails She would not be lost, amongst these spruces dark Wooden arms embraced the foreign guest Sad was their song unto her The halls of the mountain king, Clamour for Christian blood [The Netherworld:] "Near at hand; a maiden in grief Hands joined in prayer A Litany rises to heaven above." From springs above Upon her head Drop by drop as blood From Jesus Christ [The Maiden:] "Lonely, in forest deep, Tonight, I feel and fear, No one remembers me." |
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40:24 |
The Dark Hereafter
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead), Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
D. Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
M. Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gavin Forster | Photography |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Dark Hereafter | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Afflicted with sorrows, Yet glorified in victory, Much moved by their summons, The night-helm glode away, Quickly departed, Light came thereafter, The rushing noise of dawn! The powerful collected heathens, Savage, in heaps they thronged, Their war-trappings sung, They brandished their arms, Angry in mood, Under walls of shields! They had in rune and had in rime craft, Written, greedy for power, The end of men, in life or death, The cold-hearted fiercely shouted! Oft their minds went to dim shadows, Besieged by the devil’s lore, When they of savaged spirits, Believed the lies! Then they found those prudent of mind, Their lives in space expired, Dead bones ring echoes in broken lives, Forthwith to divide, body and mind! |
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2. | Pariah’s Path | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
Accursed for ever and driven to exile, Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death, The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits, By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men’s blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee, Her beauty and delights, In sadness and dishonour, Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother, Loathed of thy kin, A lowly pariah, Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world, For thou are lost in love and favour, Weary the ways you must wander, In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you, In your guilt, near or far, By his hate reminded, Of his brother’s death! His life was shed, So thou art scourgest, And thou must go, Away from all men’s sight! |
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3. | Ensigns of Victory | 06:47 | Show lyrics |
Then they bruited abroad in new districts, Throughout there men were widely dispersed, A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men, From whom the Lord’s law would hide! Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea, Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade, Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned, That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found, The best of victorious signs, which before or after, Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft! Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans, Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out, "Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility, Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey". "I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand, Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon, Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive". Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings, Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds! |
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4. | Green Cathedral | 13:03 | Show lyrics |
The winds are loud, The oceans sway, Yet strong remain the stony cliffs, Hold their place o’er watery strife. At times I must, below the earth, The waves of change dive under, The sea from above, they stir, The streams, they mix, But mountains arise, Firm solace of ground, Where we, sure of foot, Watch them dissolve together. Where the water gently laps, At graveled shores, Where heather blooms As free men keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place, I shall go to it, for one last time, ...and be carried, By those who knew me in life, Take me and empty me, From a vessel and leave me there alone. |
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5. | Led Astray in the Forest Dark (Ulver cover) | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
They awaited the maiden’s return, Astray she was in forest dark, Her only friend was the homeward path, Hidden by the spreading snow Could she but not, follow starry trails She would not be lost, amongst these spruces dark Wooden arms embraced the foreign guest Sad was their song unto her The halls of the mountain king, Clamour for Christian blood [The Netherworld:] "Near at hand; a maiden in grief Hands joined in prayer A Litany rises to heaven above." From springs above Upon her head Drop by drop as blood From Jesus Christ [The Maiden:] "Lonely, in forest deep, Tonight, I feel and fear, No one remembers me." |
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40:24 |
The Dark Hereafter
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead), Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
D. Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
M. Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gavin Forster | Photography |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Dark Hereafter | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Afflicted with sorrows, Yet glorified in victory, Much moved by their summons, The night-helm glode away, Quickly departed, Light came thereafter, The rushing noise of dawn! The powerful collected heathens, Savage, in heaps they thronged, Their war-trappings sung, They brandished their arms, Angry in mood, Under walls of shields! They had in rune and had in rime craft, Written, greedy for power, The end of men, in life or death, The cold-hearted fiercely shouted! Oft their minds went to dim shadows, Besieged by the devil’s lore, When they of savaged spirits, Believed the lies! Then they found those prudent of mind, Their lives in space expired, Dead bones ring echoes in broken lives, Forthwith to divide, body and mind! |
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2. | Pariah’s Path | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
Accursed for ever and driven to exile, Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death, The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits, By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men’s blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee, Her beauty and delights, In sadness and dishonour, Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother, Loathed of thy kin, A lowly pariah, Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world, For thou are lost in love and favour, Weary the ways you must wander, In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you, In your guilt, near or far, By his hate reminded, Of his brother’s death! His life was shed, So thou art scourgest, And thou must go, Away from all men’s sight! |
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3. | Ensigns of Victory | 06:47 | Show lyrics |
Then they bruited abroad in new districts, Throughout there men were widely dispersed, A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men, From whom the Lord’s law would hide! Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea, Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade, Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned, That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found, The best of victorious signs, which before or after, Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft! Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans, Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out, "Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility, Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey". "I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand, Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon, Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive". Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings, Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds! |
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4. | Green Cathedral | 13:03 | Show lyrics |
The winds are loud, The oceans sway, Yet strong remain the stony cliffs, Hold their place o’er watery strife. At times I must, below the earth, The waves of change dive under, The sea from above, they stir, The streams, they mix, But mountains arise, Firm solace of ground, Where we, sure of foot, Watch them dissolve together. Where the water gently laps, At graveled shores, Where heather blooms As free men keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place, I shall go to it, for one last time, ...and be carried, By those who knew me in life, Take me and empty me, From a vessel and leave me there alone. |
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5. | Led Astray in the Forest Dark (Ulver cover) | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
They awaited the maiden’s return, Astray she was in forest dark, Her only friend was the homeward path, Hidden by the spreading snow Could she but not, follow starry trails She would not be lost, amongst these spruces dark Wooden arms embraced the foreign guest Sad was their song unto her The halls of the mountain king, Clamour for Christian blood [The Netherworld:] "Near at hand; a maiden in grief Hands joined in prayer A Litany rises to heaven above." From springs above Upon her head Drop by drop as blood From Jesus Christ [The Maiden:] "Lonely, in forest deep, Tonight, I feel and fear, No one remembers me." |
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40:24 |
The Dark Hereafter
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S. Lucas | Drums, Vocals (spoken word) |
C. Naughton | Vocals (lead), Guitars (rhythm) |
N. Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
D. Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
M. Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gavin Forster | Photography |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing, Producer |
Tim Turan | Mastering |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Dark Hereafter | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Afflicted with sorrows, Yet glorified in victory, Much moved by their summons, The night-helm glode away, Quickly departed, Light came thereafter, The rushing noise of dawn! The powerful collected heathens, Savage, in heaps they thronged, Their war-trappings sung, They brandished their arms, Angry in mood, Under walls of shields! They had in rune and had in rime craft, Written, greedy for power, The end of men, in life or death, The cold-hearted fiercely shouted! Oft their minds went to dim shadows, Besieged by the devil’s lore, When they of savaged spirits, Believed the lies! Then they found those prudent of mind, Their lives in space expired, Dead bones ring echoes in broken lives, Forthwith to divide, body and mind! |
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2. | Pariah’s Path | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
Accursed for ever and driven to exile, Thou shalt be punished, for deeds of death, The earth shall not yield thee, of her fruits, By thy hands her soil stained, with proud men’s blood! The green land, shall withhold from thee, Her beauty and delights, In sadness and dishonour, Shalt thou, depart from thy home! As thou hast slain thy brother, Loathed of thy kin, A lowly pariah, Shalt wander the earth! Look not for pity, in this world, For thou are lost in love and favour, Weary the ways you must wander, In dread and of woe! Whenever one shall meet you, In your guilt, near or far, By his hate reminded, Of his brother’s death! His life was shed, So thou art scourgest, And thou must go, Away from all men’s sight! |
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3. | Ensigns of Victory | 06:47 | Show lyrics |
Then they bruited abroad in new districts, Throughout there men were widely dispersed, A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men, From whom the Lord’s law would hide! Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea, Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade, Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned, That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found, The best of victorious signs, which before or after, Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft! Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans, Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out, "Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility, Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey". "I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand, Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon, Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive". Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings, Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds! |
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4. | Green Cathedral | 13:03 | Show lyrics |
The winds are loud, The oceans sway, Yet strong remain the stony cliffs, Hold their place o’er watery strife. At times I must, below the earth, The waves of change dive under, The sea from above, they stir, The streams, they mix, But mountains arise, Firm solace of ground, Where we, sure of foot, Watch them dissolve together. Where the water gently laps, At graveled shores, Where heather blooms As free men keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place, I shall go to it, for one last time, ...and be carried, By those who knew me in life, Take me and empty me, From a vessel and leave me there alone. |
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5. | Led Astray in the Forest Dark (Ulver cover) | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
They awaited the maiden’s return, Astray she was in forest dark, Her only friend was the homeward path, Hidden by the spreading snow Could she but not, follow starry trails She would not be lost, amongst these spruces dark Wooden arms embraced the foreign guest Sad was their song unto her The halls of the mountain king, Clamour for Christian blood [The Netherworld:] "Near at hand; a maiden in grief Hands joined in prayer A Litany rises to heaven above." From springs above Upon her head Drop by drop as blood From Jesus Christ [The Maiden:] "Lonely, in forest deep, Tonight, I feel and fear, No one remembers me." |
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40:24 |
The Hallowing of Heirdom
Members | |
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Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Field recordings |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (steel, nylon, acoustic) |
Nick Wallwork | Guitars (nylon, acoustic) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (nylon, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, String arrangements, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Victoria Bernath | Violin, Viola |
Matthew Dabbs | Glockenspiel |
Angela Deeks | Vocals (spoken word) (track 9) |
Sarah Wallwork | Vocals (female) (track 1) |
Jo Quail | Cello |
Jake Rogers | Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Markus Stock | Mastering |
David Taylor | Cover art |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography (band) |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Dan Capp | Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Shepherd | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
Part 1 Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove. That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There we will sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. Part 2 There will I make a bed of rose A thousand petals there I chose, A cap of flowers, and a gown Embroidered all with leaves surround. A robe made of the finest wool Which from enduring flocks we pull, Fur lined to shield against the cold, And raindrops of the purest gold. Belts of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my Love. |
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2. | Friþgeard | 03:44 | instrumental |
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3. | Æcerbot | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Our acre, once tall, Now barren and frail. "Devils", said father, Had cursed our vale. "Hunt them", protect us, "Go forth", I did plea. Mother did aver, The right remedy. "Erce, Erce, Erce", we spoke. The rite was afoot, How graven our folk. Herb, milk and honey, They fell upon sward. Now Earth’s blessed mother, Our yield, she will guard. |
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4. | Hælgemónaþ | 02:58 | instrumental |
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5. | Elder Mother | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Came forth a liege and five loyal kin, To a realm men sought to claim, An old Witch thence appeared to them, Her terms she did outlay... The Witch - "From this point on you all I’ll make, Seven strides shalt thou now take, And if Long Compton thou can see, A King of England shall thou be... And if Long Compton thou can’t see, No King of England shalt thy be. Rise up stick and rise up stone, For a King of England shalt be none". An Ode to the Elder Mother - "Old girl, old girl give to me, Some of thy wood, and I’ll give thee, Some of mine, some of mine when I turn into a tree". |
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6. | Embers | 04:16 | instrumental |
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7. | A Gleeman’s Volt | 01:44 | instrumental |
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8. | Latch to a Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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9. | The Nymph | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And songs of birds becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age, nor need, These delights my mind might move To by thy love. |
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10. | On-Cýðig | 03:56 | instrumental |
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11. | Resting Tarn | 02:40 | instrumental |
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12. | The Hallowing of Heirdom | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Old are the woods And the buds that do break From the coarse brier’s boughs, When the fierce winds wake. Old are our ways As the streams that still rise, Where the snow now sleeps cold In the deep azure skies. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? Sing of such a history, Of come and of gone. If their means they were wise, In ourselves they live on. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? |
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55:10 |
The Hallowing of Heirdom
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Field recordings |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (steel, nylon, acoustic) |
Nick Wallwork | Guitars (nylon, acoustic) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (nylon, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, String arrangements, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Jo Quail | Cello |
Sarah Wallwork | Vocals (female) (track 1) |
Victoria Bernath | Violin, Viola |
Matthew Dabbs | Glockenspiel |
Angela Deeks | Vocals (spoken word) (track 9) |
Jake Rogers | Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Markus Stock | Mastering |
David Taylor | Cover art |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography (band) |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Dan Capp | Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | The Shepherd | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
Part 1 Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove. That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There we will sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. Part 2 There will I make a bed of rose A thousand petals there I chose, A cap of flowers, and a gown Embroidered all with leaves surround. A robe made of the finest wool Which from enduring flocks we pull, Fur lined to shield against the cold, And raindrops of the purest gold. Belts of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my Love. |
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2. | Friþgeard | 03:44 | instrumental |
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3. | Æcerbot | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Our acre, once tall, Now barren and frail. "Devils", said father, Had cursed our vale. "Hunt them", protect us, "Go forth", I did plea. Mother did aver, The right remedy. "Erce, Erce, Erce", we spoke. The rite was afoot, How graven our folk. Herb, milk and honey, They fell upon sward. Now Earth’s blessed mother, Our yield, she will guard. |
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4. | Hælgemónaþ | 02:58 | instrumental |
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5. | Elder Mother | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Came forth a liege and five loyal kin, To a realm men sought to claim, An old Witch thence appeared to them, Her terms she did outlay... The Witch - "From this point on you all I’ll make, Seven strides shalt thou now take, And if Long Compton thou can see, A King of England shall thou be... And if Long Compton thou can’t see, No King of England shalt thy be. Rise up stick and rise up stone, For a King of England shalt be none". An Ode to the Elder Mother - "Old girl, old girl give to me, Some of thy wood, and I’ll give thee, Some of mine, some of mine when I turn into a tree". |
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6. | Embers | 04:16 | instrumental |
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7. | A Gleeman’s Volt | 01:44 | instrumental |
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8. | Latch to a Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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9. | The Nymph | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And songs of birds becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age, nor need, These delights my mind might move To by thy love. |
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10. | On-Cýðig | 03:56 | instrumental |
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11. | Resting Tarn | 02:40 | instrumental |
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12. | The Hallowing of Heirdom | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Old are the woods And the buds that do break From the coarse brier’s boughs, When the fierce winds wake. Old are our ways As the streams that still rise, Where the snow now sleeps cold In the deep azure skies. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? Sing of such a history, Of come and of gone. If their means they were wise, In ourselves they live on. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? |
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Disc 2 | |||
1. | Across Silent Fells | 03:35 | instrumental |
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2. | The Nymph (Alt Version) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And songs of birds becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age, nor need, These delights my mind might move To by thy love. |
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3. | Æcerbot (Flute Version) | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Our acre, once tall, Now barren and frail. "Devils", said father, Had cursed our vale. "Hunt them", protect us, "Go forth", I did plea. Mother did aver, The right remedy. "Erce, Erce, Erce", we spoke. The rite was afoot, How graven our folk. Herb, milk and honey, They fell upon sward. Now Earth’s blessed mother, Our yield, she will guard. |
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4. | Elder Mother (Demo Version) | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Came forth a liege and five loyal kin, To a realm men sought to claim, An old Witch thence appeared to them, Her terms she did outlay... The Witch - "From this point on you all I’ll make, Seven strides shalt thou now take, And if Long Compton thou can see, A King of England shall thou be... And if Long Compton thou can’t see, No King of England shalt thy be. Rise up stick and rise up stone, For a King of England shalt be none". An Ode to the Elder Mother - "Old girl, old girl give to me, Some of thy wood, and I’ll give thee, Some of mine, some of mine when I turn into a tree". |
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18:13 |
The Hallowing of Heirdom
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Field recordings |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (steel, nylon, acoustic) |
Nick Wallwork | Guitars (nylon, acoustic) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (nylon, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, String arrangements, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Sarah Wallwork | Vocals (female) (track 1) |
Jo Quail | Cello |
Victoria Bernath | Violin, Viola |
Matthew Dabbs | Glockenspiel |
Angela Deeks | Vocals (spoken word) (track 9) |
Jake Rogers | Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Markus Stock | Mastering |
David Taylor | Cover art |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography (band) |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Dan Capp | Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Shepherd | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
Part 1 Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove. That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There we will sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. Part 2 There will I make a bed of rose A thousand petals there I chose, A cap of flowers, and a gown Embroidered all with leaves surround. A robe made of the finest wool Which from enduring flocks we pull, Fur lined to shield against the cold, And raindrops of the purest gold. Belts of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my Love. |
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2. | Friþgeard | 03:44 | instrumental |
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3. | Æcerbot | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Our acre, once tall, Now barren and frail. "Devils", said father, Had cursed our vale. "Hunt them", protect us, "Go forth", I did plea. Mother did aver, The right remedy. "Erce, Erce, Erce", we spoke. The rite was afoot, How graven our folk. Herb, milk and honey, They fell upon sward. Now Earth’s blessed mother, Our yield, she will guard. |
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4. | Hælgemónaþ | 02:58 | instrumental |
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5. | Elder Mother | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Came forth a liege and five loyal kin, To a realm men sought to claim, An old Witch thence appeared to them, Her terms she did outlay... The Witch - "From this point on you all I’ll make, Seven strides shalt thou now take, And if Long Compton thou can see, A King of England shall thou be... And if Long Compton thou can’t see, No King of England shalt thy be. Rise up stick and rise up stone, For a King of England shalt be none". An Ode to the Elder Mother - "Old girl, old girl give to me, Some of thy wood, and I’ll give thee, Some of mine, some of mine when I turn into a tree". |
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6. | Embers | 04:16 | instrumental |
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7. | A Gleeman’s Volt | 01:44 | instrumental |
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8. | Latch to a Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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9. | The Nymph | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And songs of birds becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age, nor need, These delights my mind might move To by thy love. |
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10. | On-Cýðig | 03:56 | instrumental |
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11. | Resting Tarn | 02:40 | instrumental |
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12. | The Hallowing of Heirdom | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Old are the woods And the buds that do break From the coarse brier’s boughs, When the fierce winds wake. Old are our ways As the streams that still rise, Where the snow now sleeps cold In the deep azure skies. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? Sing of such a history, Of come and of gone. If their means they were wise, In ourselves they live on. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? |
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55:10 |
The Hallowing of Heirdom
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Field recordings |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (steel, nylon, acoustic) |
Nick Wallwork | Guitars (nylon, acoustic) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (nylon, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, String arrangements, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Jo Quail | Cello |
Sarah Wallwork | Vocals (female) (track 1) |
Victoria Bernath | Violin, Viola |
Matthew Dabbs | Glockenspiel |
Jake Rogers | Flute |
Angela Deeks | Vocals (spoken word) (track 9) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fielding | Recording, Mixing |
Markus Stock | Mastering |
David Taylor | Cover art |
Daniel Walmsley | Photography (band) |
Simon Lucas | Photography |
Dan Capp | Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Shepherd | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
Part 1 Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove. That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There we will sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. Part 2 There will I make a bed of rose A thousand petals there I chose, A cap of flowers, and a gown Embroidered all with leaves surround. A robe made of the finest wool Which from enduring flocks we pull, Fur lined to shield against the cold, And raindrops of the purest gold. Belts of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my Love. |
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2. | Friþgeard | 03:44 | instrumental |
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3. | Æcerbot | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Our acre, once tall, Now barren and frail. "Devils", said father, Had cursed our vale. "Hunt them", protect us, "Go forth", I did plea. Mother did aver, The right remedy. "Erce, Erce, Erce", we spoke. The rite was afoot, How graven our folk. Herb, milk and honey, They fell upon sward. Now Earth’s blessed mother, Our yield, she will guard. |
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Side B | |||
4. | Hælgemónaþ | 02:58 | instrumental |
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5. | Elder Mother | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Came forth a liege and five loyal kin, To a realm men sought to claim, An old Witch thence appeared to them, Her terms she did outlay... The Witch - "From this point on you all I’ll make, Seven strides shalt thou now take, And if Long Compton thou can see, A King of England shall thou be... And if Long Compton thou can’t see, No King of England shalt thy be. Rise up stick and rise up stone, For a King of England shalt be none". An Ode to the Elder Mother - "Old girl, old girl give to me, Some of thy wood, and I’ll give thee, Some of mine, some of mine when I turn into a tree". |
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6. | Embers | 04:16 | instrumental |
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29:05 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Gleeman’s Volt | 01:44 | instrumental |
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2. | Latch to a Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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3. | The Nymph | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And songs of birds becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. Flowers fade and wanton fields Wayward winter reckoning yields Honey Tongue a heart of Gall Sorrow’s Fall Could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age, nor need, These delights my mind might move To by thy love. |
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Side B | |||
4. | On-Cýðig | 03:56 | instrumental |
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5. | Resting Tarn | 02:40 | instrumental |
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6. | The Hallowing of Heirdom | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Old are the woods And the buds that do break From the coarse brier’s boughs, When the fierce winds wake. Old are our ways As the streams that still rise, Where the snow now sleeps cold In the deep azure skies. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? Sing of such a history, Of come and of gone. If their means they were wise, In ourselves they live on. So, who are we now, A horde of their ghosts? Or oaks that were acorns, From the trees of their hopes? |
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26:05 |
Latch to a Grave
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1. | Latch to a Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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Side B | |||
2. | Across Silent Fells | 03:35 | instrumental |
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09:57 |
Latch to a Grave
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1. | Latch to a Grave | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
I am a Lord’s attendant, A soldier’s loyal kin, To my master dear, Companion to my king. A queen on me sometimes, Nobly, swears an oath. I hold in my possession, The latch to a grave. My tongue is firm, Yet oft I, to the poet, A loan of words Give for his verse. Faultless is my form, And noble is my cause, Yet in the hands of some Deathly is my touch |
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2. | Across Silent Fells | 03:37 | instrumental |
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10:04 |
The Siege of Mercia (Live at Bloodstock 2017)
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1. | The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:39 | |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 08:06 | |
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3. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:42 | |
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4. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 08:08 | |
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5. | Defending the Realm | 07:01 | |
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38:36 |
The Siege of Mercia (Live at Bloodstock 2017)
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1. | The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:39 | |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 08:06 | |
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3. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:42 | |
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4. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 08:08 | |
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5. | Defending the Realm | 07:01 | |
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6. | Children of the Stones (Exclusive Synth Version 2019) | 10:12 | |
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48:48 |
The Siege of Mercia (Live at Bloodstock 2017)
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1. | The Wayfarer Pt. 1 - The Solitary One Waits for Grace | 07:39 | |
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2. | The Swart Raven | 08:06 | |
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3. | Whisper of the Elements | 07:42 | |
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4. | A Valley Thick with Oaks | 08:08 | |
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5. | Defending the Realm | 07:01 | |
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38:36 |
The Reckoning Dawn
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Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm, acoustic), Bass |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
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1. | Misdeeds of Faith | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Forward went they, with weapons drawn Swiftly under linden-shields, Fervent were the fierce to battle. When for their blessed one did serve. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. That then shall come among the hordes, Hand-warfare, through spear grips might, Send forth his spirit and so come hither, To pave their way in deeds of spite. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. "Guardian of the world, Keep my mind firmly fixed, Father of all, Bright giver of life, I pray that thou appoint me not, Amongst these guilty ones, And spare my soul As shall I do thy will" |
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2. | A Hostile Fate (The Wayfarer Pt. 4) | 07:40 | Show lyrics |
But lo, the exile beseeches, He who art mournful of voice The summer’s bright warden to sing, And so the harshness of frost dispel. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Fallen is now this spleandour all, Joys are broken, passed away, The weaker remain, hold in this world, Wax old and sere, age comes for him. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Those yearned for he grieves, long of day, And knows his friends of old, in earth decayed, The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth. The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth enshrined. May not his body then, when life erodes, Pain feel, nor withered hand move, Nor shall his mind race to the dawn, But may absolution come. |
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3. | Absolved in Fire | 09:54 | Show lyrics |
When the burning rises, High to heaven, Scorched shall be the many, By dreadful fire. When then to all, Both just and sinful, Soul with body, Seek the creator’s doom, There the ’blessed’ shall be, Inside their space of exile, By their works encircled, Through their own deeds As the fire burns, So, the sun kindles, And itself with it, After the flame, Shall then be proved, The souls of men, Their vices burn, Through fire’s bare heat. A death bed choose, This weary human course, Depart abject thence, Into the grip of dust. Damned for former deeds Buried with clay, Death’s embrace, Encircling they. As though the phoenix A life anew Of light and of comforts Our souls are redeemed A life anew Our souls redeemed |
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4. | The Reckoning Dawn | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Then sharply did destiny arrive, When gilded edge came up to edge, To wither all of earth’s creations, And sweep its ways now o’er her kin. There came a dire legion here, And followed them did dread arise, Passing phantoms with sharp weapons, Shilling torment, on the hordes of men. With a great din, they did wage war, And yet the foolish did not dread! Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. The bold in battle thronged with anger As they raised their banners up high A sign of might unto the crowds As warriors charged into the fray, And still the rain came from above, A whirlwind as the arrows fly, A travelling dart few shall escape, Pressed onwards o’er the water’s way, A whirlwind as the arrows fly. They with fire inside shall seethe, To snuff those pale of flame, Then crashing go, and shall they fall, As ravens swart descend. |
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5. | A Greatness Undone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
How mighty those rays, That pierce the dew-speckled earth, Placing within it a seed, And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth. Bountiful mother, Raising a king to the throne, For among all of her brood, He shineth there brightly alone. How joyous the hunter, Who kept for himself every chase, Smiting the hand of each thane, Loosing wolves by his fading grace. Blessed orator, Bellowing loudly, the law, Beaten by wind and by virtue, As wolven ears fiercely ignore. How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey... How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey, Frothing to gain upon riches, Tragedy’s endless foray. Treacherous idol, Bound to a greatness undone, Damning a mother to darkness, By recklessly selling the sun. Damning a mother to darkness, Recklessly selling the sun. |
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6. | Betwixt Two Crowns | 01:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Yielding the March Law | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
There lieth a land by savagery scarred, Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud There lieth a land of forest and fell Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell There layeth a law ’pon soils untilled, Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield, There layeth a law for dread to allay, Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed. There breaketh a bond by treachery’s hand, Distant the minds of marble, from land, There breaketh a bond, for devils await, Set upon pastures as vermin or flame. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! There dieth a land by poison ingest, Poured from a vessel of marble afresh, There dieth a land of vigour bereft, Drained by the yielding of law, we rest. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! |
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8. | In Darkness Begotten | 09:12 | Show lyrics |
What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze? Your wielding’s, now our spirits cleave, Yet keep away from us the visions, That from the skies hath come to thee. That we in prison must in sorrow, Sit and plot the sun’s true course, When then to us the lords of all, May not the light of life disclose. Must we be then a world’s protector? To those whose minds are weak, unfree, Then shall this make us all here worthy? To those whom the truth has been concealed. Could now to us a bright sun sendeth, Shine for those who long ago, Were vapour covered, swathed in darkness, Begotten, in unending night. Yet death’s dark shadow still endures. For we who humbly still abide, To this narrowed land, truths speaketh, Which once for men were clear of mind. In Darkness Begotten In Darkness |
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57:02 |
The Reckoning Dawn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm, acoustic), Bass |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Misdeeds of Faith | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Forward went they, with weapons drawn Swiftly under linden-shields, Fervent were the fierce to battle. When for their blessed one did serve. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. That then shall come among the hordes, Hand-warfare, through spear grips might, Send forth his spirit and so come hither, To pave their way in deeds of spite. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. "Guardian of the world, Keep my mind firmly fixed, Father of all, Bright giver of life, I pray that thou appoint me not, Amongst these guilty ones, And spare my soul As shall I do thy will" |
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2. | A Hostile Fate (The Wayfarer Pt. 4) | 07:40 | Show lyrics |
But lo, the exile beseeches, He who art mournful of voice The summer’s bright warden to sing, And so the harshness of frost dispel. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Fallen is now this spleandour all, Joys are broken, passed away, The weaker remain, hold in this world, Wax old and sere, age comes for him. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Those yearned for he grieves, long of day, And knows his friends of old, in earth decayed, The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth. The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth enshrined. May not his body then, when life erodes, Pain feel, nor withered hand move, Nor shall his mind race to the dawn, But may absolution come. |
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3. | Absolved in Fire | 09:54 | Show lyrics |
When the burning rises, High to heaven, Scorched shall be the many, By dreadful fire. When then to all, Both just and sinful, Soul with body, Seek the creator’s doom, There the ’blessed’ shall be, Inside their space of exile, By their works encircled, Through their own deeds As the fire burns, So, the sun kindles, And itself with it, After the flame, Shall then be proved, The souls of men, Their vices burn, Through fire’s bare heat. A death bed choose, This weary human course, Depart abject thence, Into the grip of dust. Damned for former deeds Buried with clay, Death’s embrace, Encircling they. As though the phoenix A life anew Of light and of comforts Our souls are redeemed A life anew Our souls redeemed |
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4. | The Reckoning Dawn | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Then sharply did destiny arrive, When gilded edge came up to edge, To wither all of earth’s creations, And sweep its ways now o’er her kin. There came a dire legion here, And followed them did dread arise, Passing phantoms with sharp weapons, Shilling torment, on the hordes of men. With a great din, they did wage war, And yet the foolish did not dread! Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. The bold in battle thronged with anger As they raised their banners up high A sign of might unto the crowds As warriors charged into the fray, And still the rain came from above, A whirlwind as the arrows fly, A travelling dart few shall escape, Pressed onwards o’er the water’s way, A whirlwind as the arrows fly. They with fire inside shall seethe, To snuff those pale of flame, Then crashing go, and shall they fall, As ravens swart descend. |
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5. | A Greatness Undone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
How mighty those rays, That pierce the dew-speckled earth, Placing within it a seed, And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth. Bountiful mother, Raising a king to the throne, For among all of her brood, He shineth there brightly alone. How joyous the hunter, Who kept for himself every chase, Smiting the hand of each thane, Loosing wolves by his fading grace. Blessed orator, Bellowing loudly, the law, Beaten by wind and by virtue, As wolven ears fiercely ignore. How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey... How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey, Frothing to gain upon riches, Tragedy’s endless foray. Treacherous idol, Bound to a greatness undone, Damning a mother to darkness, By recklessly selling the sun. Damning a mother to darkness, Recklessly selling the sun. |
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6. | Betwixt Two Crowns | 01:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Yielding the March Law | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
There lieth a land by savagery scarred, Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud There lieth a land of forest and fell Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell There layeth a law ’pon soils untilled, Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield, There layeth a law for dread to allay, Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed. There breaketh a bond by treachery’s hand, Distant the minds of marble, from land, There breaketh a bond, for devils await, Set upon pastures as vermin or flame. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! There dieth a land by poison ingest, Poured from a vessel of marble afresh, There dieth a land of vigour bereft, Drained by the yielding of law, we rest. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! |
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8. | In Darkness Begotten | 09:12 | Show lyrics |
What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze? Your wielding’s, now our spirits cleave, Yet keep away from us the visions, That from the skies hath come to thee. That we in prison must in sorrow, Sit and plot the sun’s true course, When then to us the lords of all, May not the light of life disclose. Must we be then a world’s protector? To those whose minds are weak, unfree, Then shall this make us all here worthy? To those whom the truth has been concealed. Could now to us a bright sun sendeth, Shine for those who long ago, Were vapour covered, swathed in darkness, Begotten, in unending night. Yet death’s dark shadow still endures. For we who humbly still abide, To this narrowed land, truths speaketh, Which once for men were clear of mind. In Darkness Begotten In Darkness |
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57:02 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Upon Gallows Frail | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Less blunted, the blade, By steel than by rust, Set in by winter’s misfortune, Spreading by duties unjust. Shifting shadows hang, Bound to prevail Shifting shadows hang, Upon gallows frail. Once glorious weave, Dressing death’s dirge, Hung from those gallows unsteady As hideous patterns emerge. Shifting shadows hang, Bound to prevail Shifting shadows hang, Upon gallows frail. Less mighty, the arm, By lethargy, lame, Wielding the hammer of vengeance Languid by withering fame. Most noble of minds, Wrenched from ahigh, Poisonous vials of filth, Watering graves where they lie. Shifting shadows hang, Upon gallows frail |
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2. | Woden (Enslaved cover) | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Naked, waste landscape Vast plains lead to the seashore in the west A northern wind sweeps over dead bodies A stranger has entered the domain of the vikings Die not lying sick, dastardly coward! Draw sword, fight with the war god, Woden! We shall fight until we see Bifrost We shall fight until Heimdall blows the Gjallarhorn We shall fight for our domains We shall fight with the war god, Woden! Die not lying sick, dastardly coward! Draw sword, fight with the war god, Woden! |
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3. | In Darkness Beholden | 08:35 | instrumental |
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19:25 |
The Reckoning Dawn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm, acoustic), Bass |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Misdeeds of Faith | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Forward went they, with weapons drawn Swiftly under linden-shields, Fervent were the fierce to battle. When for their blessed one did serve. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. That then shall come among the hordes, Hand-warfare, through spear grips might, Send forth his spirit and so come hither, To pave their way in deeds of spite. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. "Guardian of the world, Keep my mind firmly fixed, Father of all, Bright giver of life, I pray that thou appoint me not, Amongst these guilty ones, And spare my soul As shall I do thy will" |
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2. | A Hostile Fate (The Wayfarer Pt. 4) | 07:40 | Show lyrics |
But lo, the exile beseeches, He who art mournful of voice The summer’s bright warden to sing, And so the harshness of frost dispel. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Fallen is now this spleandour all, Joys are broken, passed away, The weaker remain, hold in this world, Wax old and sere, age comes for him. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Those yearned for he grieves, long of day, And knows his friends of old, in earth decayed, The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth. The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth enshrined. May not his body then, when life erodes, Pain feel, nor withered hand move, Nor shall his mind race to the dawn, But may absolution come. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Absolved in Fire | 09:54 | Show lyrics |
When the burning rises, High to heaven, Scorched shall be the many, By dreadful fire. When then to all, Both just and sinful, Soul with body, Seek the creator’s doom, There the ’blessed’ shall be, Inside their space of exile, By their works encircled, Through their own deeds As the fire burns, So, the sun kindles, And itself with it, After the flame, Shall then be proved, The souls of men, Their vices burn, Through fire’s bare heat. A death bed choose, This weary human course, Depart abject thence, Into the grip of dust. Damned for former deeds Buried with clay, Death’s embrace, Encircling they. As though the phoenix A life anew Of light and of comforts Our souls are redeemed A life anew Our souls redeemed |
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4. | The Reckoning Dawn | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Then sharply did destiny arrive, When gilded edge came up to edge, To wither all of earth’s creations, And sweep its ways now o’er her kin. There came a dire legion here, And followed them did dread arise, Passing phantoms with sharp weapons, Shilling torment, on the hordes of men. With a great din, they did wage war, And yet the foolish did not dread! Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. The bold in battle thronged with anger As they raised their banners up high A sign of might unto the crowds As warriors charged into the fray, And still the rain came from above, A whirlwind as the arrows fly, A travelling dart few shall escape, Pressed onwards o’er the water’s way, A whirlwind as the arrows fly. They with fire inside shall seethe, To snuff those pale of flame, Then crashing go, and shall they fall, As ravens swart descend. |
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31:40 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Greatness Undone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
How mighty those rays, That pierce the dew-speckled earth, Placing within it a seed, And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth. Bountiful mother, Raising a king to the throne, For among all of her brood, He shineth there brightly alone. How joyous the hunter, Who kept for himself every chase, Smiting the hand of each thane, Loosing wolves by his fading grace. Blessed orator, Bellowing loudly, the law, Beaten by wind and by virtue, As wolven ears fiercely ignore. How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey... How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey, Frothing to gain upon riches, Tragedy’s endless foray. Treacherous idol, Bound to a greatness undone, Damning a mother to darkness, By recklessly selling the sun. Damning a mother to darkness, Recklessly selling the sun. |
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2. | Betwixt Two Crowns | 01:32 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
3. | Yielding the March Law | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
There lieth a land by savagery scarred, Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud There lieth a land of forest and fell Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell There layeth a law ’pon soils untilled, Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield, There layeth a law for dread to allay, Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed. There breaketh a bond by treachery’s hand, Distant the minds of marble, from land, There breaketh a bond, for devils await, Set upon pastures as vermin or flame. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! There dieth a land by poison ingest, Poured from a vessel of marble afresh, There dieth a land of vigour bereft, Drained by the yielding of law, we rest. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! |
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4. | In Darkness Begotten | 09:12 | Show lyrics |
What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze? Your wielding’s, now our spirits cleave, Yet keep away from us the visions, That from the skies hath come to thee. That we in prison must in sorrow, Sit and plot the sun’s true course, When then to us the lords of all, May not the light of life disclose. Must we be then a world’s protector? To those whose minds are weak, unfree, Then shall this make us all here worthy? To those whom the truth has been concealed. Could now to us a bright sun sendeth, Shine for those who long ago, Were vapour covered, swathed in darkness, Begotten, in unending night. Yet death’s dark shadow still endures. For we who humbly still abide, To this narrowed land, truths speaketh, Which once for men were clear of mind. In Darkness Begotten In Darkness |
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25:22 |
The Reckoning Dawn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm, acoustic), Bass |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Misdeeds of Faith | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Forward went they, with weapons drawn Swiftly under linden-shields, Fervent were the fierce to battle. When for their blessed one did serve. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. That then shall come among the hordes, Hand-warfare, through spear grips might, Send forth his spirit and so come hither, To pave their way in deeds of spite. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. "Guardian of the world, Keep my mind firmly fixed, Father of all, Bright giver of life, I pray that thou appoint me not, Amongst these guilty ones, And spare my soul As shall I do thy will" |
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2. | A Hostile Fate (The Wayfarer Pt. 4) | 07:40 | Show lyrics |
But lo, the exile beseeches, He who art mournful of voice The summer’s bright warden to sing, And so the harshness of frost dispel. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Fallen is now this spleandour all, Joys are broken, passed away, The weaker remain, hold in this world, Wax old and sere, age comes for him. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Those yearned for he grieves, long of day, And knows his friends of old, in earth decayed, The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth. The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth enshrined. May not his body then, when life erodes, Pain feel, nor withered hand move, Nor shall his mind race to the dawn, But may absolution come. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Absolved in Fire | 09:54 | Show lyrics |
When the burning rises, High to heaven, Scorched shall be the many, By dreadful fire. When then to all, Both just and sinful, Soul with body, Seek the creator’s doom, There the ’blessed’ shall be, Inside their space of exile, By their works encircled, Through their own deeds As the fire burns, So, the sun kindles, And itself with it, After the flame, Shall then be proved, The souls of men, Their vices burn, Through fire’s bare heat. A death bed choose, This weary human course, Depart abject thence, Into the grip of dust. Damned for former deeds Buried with clay, Death’s embrace, Encircling they. As though the phoenix A life anew Of light and of comforts Our souls are redeemed A life anew Our souls redeemed |
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4. | The Reckoning Dawn | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Then sharply did destiny arrive, When gilded edge came up to edge, To wither all of earth’s creations, And sweep its ways now o’er her kin. There came a dire legion here, And followed them did dread arise, Passing phantoms with sharp weapons, Shilling torment, on the hordes of men. With a great din, they did wage war, And yet the foolish did not dread! Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. The bold in battle thronged with anger As they raised their banners up high A sign of might unto the crowds As warriors charged into the fray, And still the rain came from above, A whirlwind as the arrows fly, A travelling dart few shall escape, Pressed onwards o’er the water’s way, A whirlwind as the arrows fly. They with fire inside shall seethe, To snuff those pale of flame, Then crashing go, and shall they fall, As ravens swart descend. |
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31:40 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Greatness Undone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
How mighty those rays, That pierce the dew-speckled earth, Placing within it a seed, And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth. Bountiful mother, Raising a king to the throne, For among all of her brood, He shineth there brightly alone. How joyous the hunter, Who kept for himself every chase, Smiting the hand of each thane, Loosing wolves by his fading grace. Blessed orator, Bellowing loudly, the law, Beaten by wind and by virtue, As wolven ears fiercely ignore. How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey... How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey, Frothing to gain upon riches, Tragedy’s endless foray. Treacherous idol, Bound to a greatness undone, Damning a mother to darkness, By recklessly selling the sun. Damning a mother to darkness, Recklessly selling the sun. |
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2. | Betwixt Two Crowns | 01:32 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
3. | Yielding the March Law | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
There lieth a land by savagery scarred, Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud There lieth a land of forest and fell Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell There layeth a law ’pon soils untilled, Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield, There layeth a law for dread to allay, Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed. There breaketh a bond by treachery’s hand, Distant the minds of marble, from land, There breaketh a bond, for devils await, Set upon pastures as vermin or flame. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! There dieth a land by poison ingest, Poured from a vessel of marble afresh, There dieth a land of vigour bereft, Drained by the yielding of law, we rest. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! |
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4. | In Darkness Begotten | 09:12 | Show lyrics |
What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze? Your wielding’s, now our spirits cleave, Yet keep away from us the visions, That from the skies hath come to thee. That we in prison must in sorrow, Sit and plot the sun’s true course, When then to us the lords of all, May not the light of life disclose. Must we be then a world’s protector? To those whose minds are weak, unfree, Then shall this make us all here worthy? To those whom the truth has been concealed. Could now to us a bright sun sendeth, Shine for those who long ago, Were vapour covered, swathed in darkness, Begotten, in unending night. Yet death’s dark shadow still endures. For we who humbly still abide, To this narrowed land, truths speaketh, Which once for men were clear of mind. In Darkness Begotten In Darkness |
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25:22 | |||
Disc 3 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Upon Gallows frail | 06:04 | |
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2. | Woden (Enslaved Cover) | 04:45 | |
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Side B | |||
3. | In Darkness Beholden | 08:34 | |
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19:23 |
The Reckoning Dawn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Simon Lucas | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (spoken word) |
Chris Naughton | Vocals, Guitars (rhythm, acoustic), Bass |
Nick Wallwork | Bass, Guitars (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Dan Capp | Guitars (lead, acoustic), Bass (acoustic), Vocals (backing) |
Mark Deeks | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Misdeeds of Faith | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Forward went they, with weapons drawn Swiftly under linden-shields, Fervent were the fierce to battle. When for their blessed one did serve. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. That then shall come among the hordes, Hand-warfare, through spear grips might, Send forth his spirit and so come hither, To pave their way in deeds of spite. Strong were they with hostile craft, Men hell-prone, with wounding rage, With steadfast faith and soulful mind, Drove through the heathens striking blows. Then a voice from high was heard, Wondrously under the skies, The sound of a prophetic word, Emboldens they in evil bonds. "Guardian of the world, Keep my mind firmly fixed, Father of all, Bright giver of life, I pray that thou appoint me not, Amongst these guilty ones, And spare my soul As shall I do thy will" |
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2. | A Hostile Fate (The Wayfarer Pt. 4) | 07:40 | Show lyrics |
But lo, the exile beseeches, He who art mournful of voice The summer’s bright warden to sing, And so the harshness of frost dispel. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Fallen is now this spleandour all, Joys are broken, passed away, The weaker remain, hold in this world, Wax old and sere, age comes for him. Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart, Eroding of life, a hostile fate, A spirit as the sea-flood, wide, A distant, pale sun fades for he. Those yearned for he grieves, long of day, And knows his friends of old, in earth decayed, The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth. The sons of noble ones, Are to the earth enshrined. May not his body then, when life erodes, Pain feel, nor withered hand move, Nor shall his mind race to the dawn, But may absolution come. |
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3. | Absolved in Fire | 09:54 | Show lyrics |
When the burning rises, High to heaven, Scorched shall be the many, By dreadful fire. When then to all, Both just and sinful, Soul with body, Seek the creator’s doom, There the ’blessed’ shall be, Inside their space of exile, By their works encircled, Through their own deeds As the fire burns, So, the sun kindles, And itself with it, After the flame, Shall then be proved, The souls of men, Their vices burn, Through fire’s bare heat. A death bed choose, This weary human course, Depart abject thence, Into the grip of dust. Damned for former deeds Buried with clay, Death’s embrace, Encircling they. As though the phoenix A life anew Of light and of comforts Our souls are redeemed A life anew Our souls redeemed |
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4. | The Reckoning Dawn | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
Then sharply did destiny arrive, When gilded edge came up to edge, To wither all of earth’s creations, And sweep its ways now o’er her kin. There came a dire legion here, And followed them did dread arise, Passing phantoms with sharp weapons, Shilling torment, on the hordes of men. With a great din, they did wage war, And yet the foolish did not dread! Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn, Through open eyes, dire spirits fled. The bold in battle thronged with anger As they raised their banners up high A sign of might unto the crowds As warriors charged into the fray, And still the rain came from above, A whirlwind as the arrows fly, A travelling dart few shall escape, Pressed onwards o’er the water’s way, A whirlwind as the arrows fly. They with fire inside shall seethe, To snuff those pale of flame, Then crashing go, and shall they fall, As ravens swart descend. |
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5. | A Greatness Undone | 08:24 | Show lyrics |
How mighty those rays, That pierce the dew-speckled earth, Placing within it a seed, And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth. Bountiful mother, Raising a king to the throne, For among all of her brood, He shineth there brightly alone. How joyous the hunter, Who kept for himself every chase, Smiting the hand of each thane, Loosing wolves by his fading grace. Blessed orator, Bellowing loudly, the law, Beaten by wind and by virtue, As wolven ears fiercely ignore. How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey... How rotten and wretched, A hunter condemned to his prey, Frothing to gain upon riches, Tragedy’s endless foray. Treacherous idol, Bound to a greatness undone, Damning a mother to darkness, By recklessly selling the sun. Damning a mother to darkness, Recklessly selling the sun. |
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6. | Betwixt Two Crowns | 01:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Yielding the March Law | 06:14 | Show lyrics |
There lieth a land by savagery scarred, Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud There lieth a land of forest and fell Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell There layeth a law ’pon soils untilled, Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield, There layeth a law for dread to allay, Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed. There breaketh a bond by treachery’s hand, Distant the minds of marble, from land, There breaketh a bond, for devils await, Set upon pastures as vermin or flame. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! There dieth a land by poison ingest, Poured from a vessel of marble afresh, There dieth a land of vigour bereft, Drained by the yielding of law, we rest. Yielding the March Law, Never to stand, Yielding the March Law, By treachery’s hand! |
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8. | In Darkness Begotten | 09:12 | Show lyrics |
What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze? Your wielding’s, now our spirits cleave, Yet keep away from us the visions, That from the skies hath come to thee. That we in prison must in sorrow, Sit and plot the sun’s true course, When then to us the lords of all, May not the light of life disclose. Must we be then a world’s protector? To those whose minds are weak, unfree, Then shall this make us all here worthy? To those whom the truth has been concealed. Could now to us a bright sun sendeth, Shine for those who long ago, Were vapour covered, swathed in darkness, Begotten, in unending night. Yet death’s dark shadow still endures. For we who humbly still abide, To this narrowed land, truths speaketh, Which once for men were clear of mind. In Darkness Begotten In Darkness |
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9. | Upon Gallows Frail | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Less blunted, the blade, By steel than by rust, Set in by winter’s misfortune, Spreading by duties unjust. Shifting shadows hang, Bound to prevail Shifting shadows hang, Upon gallows frail. Once glorious weave, Dressing death’s dirge, Hung from those gallows unsteady As hideous patterns emerge. Shifting shadows hang, Bound to prevail Shifting shadows hang, Upon gallows frail. Less mighty, the arm, By lethargy, lame, Wielding the hammer of vengeance Languid by withering fame. Most noble of minds, Wrenched from ahigh, Poisonous vials of filth, Watering graves where they lie. Shifting shadows hang, Upon gallows frail |
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10. | Woden (Enslaved cover) | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Naked, waste landscape Vast plains lead to the seashore in the west A northern wind sweeps over dead bodies A stranger has entered the domain of the vikings Die not lying sick, dastardly coward! Draw sword, fight with the war god, Woden! We shall fight until we see Bifrost We shall fight until Heimdall blows the Gjallarhorn We shall fight for our domains We shall fight with the war god, Woden! Die not lying sick, dastardly coward! Draw sword, fight with the war god, Woden! |
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11. | In Darkness Beholden | 08:35 | instrumental |
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