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Alexandria
05:16
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Alexandria
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Weavers of fate
Spin the thread of life
Together they sing
Of things that have been
That which is now
and yet to come
Daughters of night
Bring oblivion
The triumph of death
Comes the black fury
Slits the thin spun life
and beckons your doom
Firestorm rages
Pillars of smoke
Arise from the sea
Infernal flames
Burning ships set
The skies alight
This city once so great
Now suffocates engulfed in flames
Desperate cries
The great fire starts closing in
The angel of darkness
Brings fire and death with the night
Storm clouds gather
As hell is unleashed
Under his wings
You start to run
As the world burns around you
There’s no escape
Moirai decided your fate
Alexandria sleeps
Blackened, covered in ash
It’s glory forgotten
Lost forever in time
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Army of the Blind
06:02
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The glowing iron pierces my eyes
My screams drowned in a choir of pain
Deep down dreaming in darkness
No end to my nightmare, I am condemned
Dead on our feet and starving
We march back to our land
Wailing with hands raised to the skies
Cursed by the tyrant
Chorus: We are the army of the blind
Five score led by the one
Crippled, broken, we all stand
Defeated army in front of our king
Pale faced, staring in horror
Soon he will follow us in death
Chorus: We are the army of the blind
Five score led by the one
Now you will take one final look
Scream to the skies
Driven to madness
By the army of the blind
Chorus: We are the army of the blind
Five score led by the one
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With Every Black Breath
05:26
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Ragged raven-like figures
Scouring the fields
Searching for the dead
Half-buried in the frozen ground
Chorus: Now close your eyes
And listen in despair
With every black breath
Your flesh condemned
The stench of blackened skin
Living corpses retching bile
Huddling close to the fire pits
Praying for escape in death
The skies have all turned grey
Behind the fog the sunlight withers
The ungodly disease is spreading
With every black breath
Chorus: Now close your eyes
And listen in despair
With every black breath
Your flesh condemned
Now close your eyes
And listen in despair
To the dying, agonizing wails
Of the end of humankind
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4. |
The Eye of all Cities
05:23
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he Golden Horn lies open
With the north wind we sail
Soldiers of perdition
We shall drive the traitors out
The feared Varangians
Soldiers of the imperial guard
Surrounded, outnumbered
Prepare make their final stand
O City, consumed by fire
Thou hast drunk at the hand... of the Lord
The cup of His fury
Chorus: Blood upon the sacred stones.
Carrying the work of darkness
We shall melt the altars for their silver
Burn down the holy books
And desecrate the Hagia Sophia
Chorus: Blood upon the sacred stones.
The killing lasts three days and nights
Our swords drip with Christian blood
Now we drink the deep red wine
As the whore sings, sat upon the patriarchal throne
Chorus: Blood upon the sacred stones.
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To Vindland
04:49
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In this freezing day,
on the battlefield,
there they stand so still,
in their dying time.
Feeling no remorse
of the clash they fought,
awaiting the Valkyries
to send them to Valhalla.
To Vindland they sailed!
To Glory and Death!
Valhalla awaits them!
Vikings on raid!
Odin's eye is on them
they know it is true
in these forests so strange
on this distant west land
They came as raiders
and *they* found wild men
with weird clothes and faces
wielding bow and short axe
To Vindland they sailed!
To Glory and Death!
Valhalla awaits them!
Vikings on raid!
The Vikings cried out loud
to call the strength of Thor
and with the fire of war
bursting through their veins
hacked and slashed enemies
almost won the battle
but they were so few
brave as hell but outnumbered
So they lost and died
but with honor and pride
They won their place in Valhalla
on the shores of Vindland!
To Vindland they sailed!
To Glory and Death!
Valhalla awaits them!
Vikings on raid!
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Ninlil
04:59
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Beckon the great watcher down from the sky
Behold behold
Ninlil
Fertile in the breeze
We call upon your gift
Do not fight the wind
Let it fill the room
Herald death and moon
We lamenters lay in line
Summoning the air in coils
May the waters carry us beyond
Our great goddess Ninlil
Who spat out death bringer and their caretaker
Who spawned the great body and waters under its sway
The words come alive in space
Refreshing and choking they swirl
Carried from our feet in solemn rapture
Our song is echoing loud
Violent concussive blasts
She answers now our call
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7. |
Bushido
03:13
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Autumn wind of eve,
blow away the clouds that mass
over the moon's pure light
and the mists that cloud our mind,
do thou sweep away as well.
Now we disappear,
well, what must we think of it?
From the sky we came.
Now we may go back again.
That's at least one point of view.
Could not return, I presume,
So I will keep my name
Among those who are dead with bows.
My life
came like dew
disappears like dew.
All of Naniwa
is dream after dream.
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Historian Sofia, Bulgaria
The idea of Historian has been born as a solo project during the black metal contest of the metal-archives musicians forum.
In 2013 the first EP was recorded.
In 2017 the idea of Historian to become a band and to play on live “forced” Nikolay Velev to search for musicians and shortly after that the line up has been completed, including members of Inspell, Axecutor, hereAndNow and PAG.
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