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King Of Asgard: "Karg" – 2014

энциклопедия: King Of Asgard

Состав группы:

  • Karsten Larsson – ударные
  • Karl Beckmann – вокал, гитара
  • Jonas Albrektsson – бас
  • Lars T?ngmark – гитара

King Of Asgard: "Karg" – 2014

Композиции:

  1. The Runes Of Hel
  2. The Trickster
  3. Highland Rebellion
  4. Remnant Of The Past
  5. Omma
  6. The Heritage Throne
  7. Huldran
  8. Rising
  9. Total Destruction

Лирика

1. The Runes Of Hel

Through the land of death, barren and mute
Along dim laden valleys through solids and shadows
Ashen paths, unreachable grey
Light was none, cease the day
Sound of steady tread, onward Heluäg rode
Accompanied by the echoes of thousands upon thousands dead

Hel... The tempest and the toil
Hel... The ones of those who set soil
Hel... Onward to the misery hall
Hel... Where the dishonored dead reside

The dead silent staring along the way
With impotent rage, a fruitless current
Helgrind... Behold, enfold the dying
Encirled hall, dreary abode

Of nine days worth, down nine dark nights
World after world, the dead set alight
Of nine days worth, down nine dark nights
World after world, travel the Giallarbro

Hel... The tempest and the toil
Hel... The ones of those who set soil
Hel... Onward to the misery hall
Hel... Where the dishonored dead reside

The final hearth and the final home
Your death and what lies after
With embracing arms, welcome all
No matter the flaws, the fears, the crimes
Drawn is the border of the pending life
Crossed is the river Gioauml;ll...

And we shall sing, sing until the end of time
Every man and women must come into the halls
The young ones and the old ones will never let you go
Unite us with the ones that went before

And we shall sing, sing until the end of time
Every man and women must come into the halls
The young ones and the old ones will never let you go
Unite us with the ones that went before

Plague and famine
Sang their runes
The last stand
The twilight of the Gods

Of nine days worth, down nine dark nights
World after world, the dead set alight
Of nine days worth, down nine dark nights
World after world, travel the Giallarbro

Plague and famine
Sang their runes
The last stand
The twilight of the Gods

2. The Trickster

All roads will lead here, all books have an end
No matter our efforts, the time that we spend
Telling our stories and trying to reason
At last when we enter the strangest of seasons

Words mean very little and you can be sure
That this is a place where you have been before
We've circled the hollow hills here at night
We've seen the same sick visions here in the moonlight

Shadowed talking will only get you so far
Sing louder! Louder! You are who you are
When the music dies down and the night comes alive
You will be there alone

You garrulous people, you poor restless souls
Fear's had the worst of you, digging your holes
Telling our stories and trying to reason
At last when we enter the strangest of seasons

Like rabbits you're hiding, running away
From something about to happen today
We've circled the hollow hills here at night
We've seen the same sick visions here in the moonlight

Shadowed talking will only get you so far
Sing louder! Louder! You are who you are
When the music dies down and the night comes alive
You will be there alone

And then of course, the great silence came is civilzation now quiet from shame?
No negotiation, no talking of blame? This is indeed the strangest of seasons...

Shadowed talking will only get you so far
Sing louder! Louder! You are who you are
When the music dies down and the night comes alive
You will be there alone

3. Highland Rebellion

This land was passed on from my father to me
It was barren, didn't grow easily
We put of all of these stones into pile
And how our backs hurt when we passed down the aisles

And sat down to be counted again
To be asked just how and when
We will give you the gold we don't have for favors never given

You're only trouble as far as I know
You start a war wherever you go
You've never been here and still you say
This land is yours from this very day

So send your mercenaries
To the highlands, through dense forests, down winding paths
So send your mercenaries
We will greet them with stick and stones, with knife and sword drawn

And you left us without a choice
Be it a hired hand soldier or a bailiff
All we have to get through the winter
Is in the barn and in the ryehouse

You're only trouble as far as I know
I killed the man with one swift blow
We will do what it takes to keep the plunderers off the highlands

So send your mercenaries
To the highlands, through dense forests, down winding paths
So send your mercenaries
We will greet them with stick and stones, with knife and sword drawn

Civilization's still the name that it goes by
When a fat man draws his lines on a map
Civilization is the name that it goes by
For King and country, give a mighty salute now

So send your mercenaries
To the highlands, through dense forests, down winding paths
So send your mercenaries
We will greet them with stick and stones, with knife and sword drawn

4. Remnant Of The Past

A torn away bliss, a sudden loss

Stood throughout the ages, respectful and reverent
Despite of light overshadowed, disdainful and proud
A declaration of a loss, a mark of inheritance
As proud as once was in the beginning still is

For thousands of years and trials, erect, defiant
In memory of his dead son, concealed and colored

A torn away bliss and its sudden loss
We serve to praise, we serve to praise

From father to son on stone (Från fader till son...)
From Darinn to son (Från Darinn till son...)

Relic of decay, its striking wings and story
The wounds from gold will never heal
The fragments of loss will never forget nor will forgive
A carved stone monument, strengthen and teach us
A remnant of the past in vengeance and honor

A declaration of a loss, a mark of inheritance
As proud as once was in the beginning still is

From father to son on stone (Från fader till son...)
From Darinn to son (Från Darinn till son...)

5. Omma

The mountain crown, the mountain spirit farthest North
She is bound in the guise of a Horned Owl
Wife of the One eyed Åme

The queen of mist in the shadows dance
Rises high above the fertile plain
Of past of present, of memory and of man
She's lurking the corner of dawn

Ancient, ever being, never ceasing
Of seven oak forests grown, of seven rotted down
Still proud she stand
Shape and torn, as dew was gone

A monument, a bewitching hand
Bound sacrifice, great eternal youth
In stillness withdrawn, dreamless for evermore
Arose as she's drawn

A gateway to where our worlds meet and manifest
A portal to where our worlds collide

Omma... Omma... Omma... Omma...
Omma... Omma... Omma... Omma...

Across the meadows, a veil of mist
As above the dangerous waters
She's wandering, cold and clear
Reaches out and embrace in despair and disgrace

As the tears of Wetur come
Crushing tear, ruin down
The steep, red wall, the lair of the mountain
King Shiver, beware...

And so they went the mountain seven times around
Thus destiny be told, their fate be carued

Omma... Omma... Omma... Omma...
Omma... Omma... Omma... Omma...

A gateway to where our worlds meet and manifest
A portal to where our worlds collide

6. The Heritage Throne

I lay my blade low as a yearning sign
Oh, for my beloved North with its stalwart pines
Beheld in the east the golden shores approaches
The vast plains where the rivers doth shine
From harshest of journeys of months at sea
I now lay my sword down, my longing heart ashore

Greet me home, greet my return
For thee, my love, my heart shall forever burn

The path of life, its turns and it twists
For victors and lost in glory the end abide
The threads of fate of destined bestow
My path to follow as the Norns them wove
I outlived the night, yet to my dwelling return
To sacred ground worthy my flesh and bone

A predicted doom, a downward spiral
Twined with the flow of time, yet I return...
To where I belong...
To where I set my feet...
To where I heal my wounds...
To where I make my home is where I build my Throne

Greet me home, greet my return
For thee, my love, my heart shall forever burn

Upon my throne, gaunt and tired
I sweat the blood of the sword
By the edge of the water, weary and worn
My horse of the sea

7. Huldran

It's a long and tiring journey for a brave young man to go
And his eyes will seek distractions, searching high and low
And passing through the forest, many young men got to know
A strange young girl with nothing on, nowhere to go

This should have raised a question, I think it sold have raised two
But she promised she would let them do the things they'd like to do

And somewhere deep inside, they knew where they were going
When she took her hand and led them to those strange and secret places
And as those young men sow their seed in that secluded sunlit glade
And that is when their eyes turn black, they die inside, they die inside

Southward down the path, she held his hand
Walking backwards, looking straight into his eyes
Southward to that place drenched in that strange, sunny haze
Over hills and over meadows, through woods strange and forgotten

And somewhere deep inside, they knew where they were going
When she took her hand and led them to those strange and secret places
And as those young men sow their seed in that secluded sunlit glade
And that is when their eyes turn black, they die inside

8. Rising

The swaying fields, the mighty seas
The shining truths, the darkest past
To let the beast be bound and still
Know he will break free and kill
The one eyed god of gods...

Then when this world is about to end
Rejoice in all the tales you heared
Rejoice the images seen of how, of how
The gods lowed this world

Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
Of death aware! Cannnot hold the blood and poison
Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
And what lies ahead dies beyond

The boiling earth, the decayed roots
Oppressive skies, the end dawns anew
Cold and cruel, coursed the silver moon
Wroth and grim, slain the golden sun

Serpent rises in stillness sleeps the sea
The wolf appease his hunger, slazing sun hangs low
Serpent rises, twilight touches the wandering soil...
The ravens settle down and the wind dies away...

Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
Of death aware! Cannnot hold the blood and poison
Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
And what lies ahead dies beyond

This dying world I understand
They hold its fate here in their hands
And so much did they love this land to spare the wolf
And thus no rivers will would run red
Until the prophecies would be fulfilled
Until the one eyed god is killed, but still wolf is fettered

Serpent rises in stillness sleeps the sea
The wolf appease his hunger, slazing sun hangs low
Serpent rises, twilight touches the wandering soil...
The ravens settle down and the wind dies away...

9. Total Destruction

оригинал: Bathory

Twilight burn across the sky
Time has come the doom is near
Stillness rules this cloudless night
Armageddon is here

Woe to you
Earth and sea
Total destruction

12 days of total eclipse
Yet the stillness rules this night of mist
But slowly clouds of death are forming
The time has come to reap

Burning skies
Battle cries
Total destruction

The end of mankind universe
So many battles yet to fight
Take heed forever learn
When the bells chime the return...

Screams of fear
The doom is here
Total destruction

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