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«Hymns Of Dark Forests» - 1998

Трэк лист:

1. In The Deep Dark Forest
2. Vampires' Castle
3. Ancestors Land
4. Pagan
5. Barbaric Hordes From North
6. Endless Winter
7. Son Of Kelagast
8. Woodchild

All music by APRAXIA.
All lyrics by Necromaniac,
except "Pagan" - true pagan incantation.
Battlepipe in "Pagan" by Necromaniac.
Cover artwork by Gunchar.
Recorded and mixed in X-Noise Factory Studio
(august - september '97).
Sound engineering by Gena Dee and APRAXIA.
(c) 1998 Legion Productions

 1. In The Deep Dark Forest
 In The Deep Dark Forest
 Elders sit by the fire
 They are praying for pagan deities
 And saying the incantation:
 Perun - great god of thunder
 Dazhbog - great god of Sun
 Chernobog - god of darkness
 We're asking for your help for us!
 Priests make sacrifice
 And idols again in blood
 Ancient pagan rituals
 Open doors to other world
 Svarog - great god of skyfire
 Yarilo - god of fertility
 Kharachun - god of death!
 We're asking for your help for us!
 Perun - great god of thunder
 Dazhbog - great god of Sun
 Chernobog - god of darkness
 Svarog - great god of skyfire
 Yarilo - god of fertility
 Kharachun - god of death!
 We're asking for your help for us!
 We're asking for your help for us!

2. Vampires' Castle There exists the legend from long ago That during fullmoon time The count of vampires rises again In the dark forlorn castle. And awoken by the moonlight He calls up vampires with Wolve howling To a new blood celebration, From the vault, where he's been esting for years. On hearing this call, his servants Hurry into the castle. And to have a feast they Carry live people. And pour blood in the cups, It flares up like a flame... I would like to have a drink Of human blood at this ball...

3. Ancestors Land The dim woods, the snowy fields, The deep lakes - It's my land! The great warriors, the pagan rituals, The ancient gods - It's my land! On my land I stand and I admire It's beauty It's dim forests and It has dark oakgroves It has endless fields and It has snowy fields It has transparent lakes and It has deeply rivers It's a country of my ancestors' It's my ancestors land! Many years ago on that ancient land Lived, fought and died great warriors Clanged steel of swords and flew blood of enemies Many great battles took place in that country But my ancestors have never kneeled the ground And they always defeated their adversories. Once upon a time there worshipped great gods For true ancient pagan deities People made sacrifice and prayed them And now true belief returns Altars again are standing in the forests Now we can again come unite with nature. We again hear call of forests Blood of ancestors is flowing in our veins Their voices sounding in our brains And we sharpen our swords Great war has just begun We'll protect our ancient land!

4. Pagan We bow to you first, Rod, and sing your great glory. We praise you, the father of all human generations, mighty Svarog. You are eternal and never freezing source, and he, who drinks your water, lives until getting on your eternal meadows. We sing you song, Sviatovid, cause you're the light, which we seen the world through. You hold the sun and stars strongly, and give us Yav, and save us from Nav. We bow to you, Perun - The Thunderer, that you don't cease to turn life whell and lead us by the way of truth to the battle and funeral feast above those, who had given their lives for faith and truth and go to the eternal life, to Perun's regiment. Glory to you, honour and judge of warriorsm that you shoot on our enemies and save us from their arrows. Glory to you, goldenhaired, gracious, truthful...

5. Barbaric Hordes From North From the clatter of hooves of our battle horses Trembles and shakes all our Earth, And thousands of arrows, which covered the sun For enemies carry death. And being ready to conquire or die in the fight We're gonna seize all world Brave and ruthless, proud and wild, Barbaric hordes from North. Our swords are sharpened Our spears are strong And nothings gonna save the enemies We're gonna make the greatest feast On their broken bones And drink their blood as wine. Wild march has begun and quite soon We'll bring to the knees all that world Great and evil, true and strong Barbaric hordes from North.

6. Endless Winter Cold wind is singing a song to me About a great snowy land It revealed me saga about a fairy place On that huge Earth I often dream magic dreams of that By winter enchanted land And I wanna tell this tale about The snowly land of the endless winter. Obeying to the ancient gods' pledge covered The snows this land throughout for ever And in rivers, lakes and seas beneath the ice Flows blue water no more. Mountains and woods, fields and oakgroves Are carpented eternally with sparkling cover Within endless winter's power the whole world sleeps Eternal fairy dream. Every thing around keeps silent, no sound is heard Every single thing is bound by magic silence And at once dies down into the night Every thing is white thoroughout, and there's no life Which used to be, seen beneath snow But the bright sun hot arrow will Never melt the snow Nothern wizards covered all skies Through with huge magic black coat And at the sun dungeon guard stands Faithful guardsman with sword Black ravens fly over land And search for prey among the snows No one will ever save this land from Eternal sparkling snowy fetters And every thing's gonna remain as before Through years pass by swiftly Fly with me into this nameless land Where eternal darkness will rule forever!

7. Son Of Kelagast On ancient slavonic land Among woods and swamps His birth was prophesied by volhvs He's gonna lead the people And grand duke was born in a dim forest By valkiria-maiden And rix Veselinov gave his son Great name - Bozh Hey, Slavs, let's sacrifice to Perun And rush into the fight again Bozh will lead us to fight Against cruel enemies The troops of our native land brave sons Ride under the flag of hate We're gonna bring back our ancient gods In sacred groves of our great motherland We are the warriors of winner's race We carry war to our enemies And Bozh will lead us like our Ancestors in bygone days

8. Woodchild I'm blackraven I'm a woodchild I'm bird of gods I'm a wild warrior Spirit of ancestors Wind in your hair And I fly to you I'm darkness I'm sorrow I'm a cry I'm a call I'm a voice The voice of old times Your lost wisdom And I fly to you I'm woodchild I am you I'm your freedom I'm your belief I'm your true way Way in the darkside Road in the eternity And you fly with me

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