Kromlek : lyrics for Strange rumours… distant tremors album
Release : Strange rumours… distant tremors
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Tracklist :
01. Intro: Valtivar - Sigtivar (instrumental)
02. Herjan
03. Grim Omens
04. Fólkthing
05. När Tiden Vissnar
06. Harvest
10. SvartMetall
02. Herjan
Achtfacher Hufschlag wenn Sturmes Saat erkeimt
Es rasen Fraß und Gier in toller Jagd vereint
Und Schlachtfalken stoben vom Wolkenturm herab
Bring Feuer in mein Dunkel - in mein Ginungagap
Im Brodern Borrs verbogen am Grenzwall jener Welt
Fernab vom weißen Blendern, mit denen Midgard fällt
Errichte ich ein Bollwerk, für nun und alle Zeit
Mein Horg wird niemals weichen - vor Feindeshand gefeit
Stahlwolf zieht die Furchen, sät Groll und Heil zugleich
Formt Stäbe, den zu holen, der harrt im Andersreich
Mein Leib sei dein Acker, bestelle ihn mit Blut
Die Ernte ist gekommen! Entfache deine Wut!
Und kaum dass mein Opfer das Ritzwerk befleckt,
Mein Harmtau zum Julmond die Rachgier erweckt,
Rollt donnernd und bebend mit Dröhnen heran
Die Heermacht der Toten - Herjan voran
Knie vor Herjan - dem Schlachtenlenker
Knie vor Herjan - dem Freitodlord
Knie vor Herjan - dem Eigenhenker
Knie vor Herjan - der Tat, dem Wort
Knie vor Herjan - dem All-Erbauer
Knie vor Herjan - dem Asenherrn
Knie vor Herjan - dem Weltenschauer
Und finde ihn im eignen Kern
...und Gungnir zieht über den Häuptern hinfort
So beugen wir uns Heervaters Macht
Von nun an soll brennen in unsren Seelen ein Wort:
Ragnarök, die finale Schlacht!
03. Grim Omens
THE TRAVELLER:
Harken, o'kinsmen what I have to tell
The marsh realm is suffering from sinister spell
Come gather around the ember so bright
And listen to what has happened that night
Unknown paths to areas unseen
Surrounded by twilight, at heart kind of keen
Through tendrils like claws I made my way
Deities besides me tempting to stray
As I roamed through these woods of old
I felt there was something grim to unfold...
TROLL CHIEFTAIN:
Forlorn mortal now listen to my vow
An oath I swear as thy oldest foe
Just before the next full moon rise
We'll celebrate thy tribe's demise
For too long we've avoided a war
But now we'll start it with barbaric roar
Fear the fall of the forthcoming night
Its end will be thy end alike!
TROLL WARLORD:
O' powerful seer grant me thy charm
The rage of a bear that no one could harm
Ancient idols awake! For I offer thee blood
Mortal lives I will take and drown them in mud!
With the sunset at the edge of the heel-stone
Let us summon by the marshland border
For the war god's watching from his wood-throne
Thus we will obey this final order
TROLL BERSERK:
Horror is mine... Bones I grind
The skull of thine... They won't find
In my lair... My hidden cave
Thy despair! My home - thy grave!
Blood gush I source - Bloodshed I force
THE TRAVELLER:
The only reason they left me alive
Is to announce that no one will survive
Beware of the shapes that in twilight creep
Grim omens that tell us we're (already) in too deep
04. Fólkthing
Aus der Ferne hallen die Gerüchte
Schemenhaft durchs Nebelheim
All das Grauen, die Berichte
Nähren Eurer Ängste Keim
Lasst den letzten Humpen kreisen
Hoch die Hörner - auf den Sieg!
Met soll unsren Geist beflügeln
Eh' wir ziehen in den Krieg
Meine Bruder, meine Krieger
Kommt heran zur Heeresschau
Spitz die Dornen, blank die Schneiden
Prüft nur alles ganz genau
Zäumt die Wölfe, schirrt die Keiler
Mit der Dämm'rung fall'n wir ein
Und noch eh' der Morgen naht
Soll keiner mehr am Leben sein!
Lasst den letzten Humpen kreisen
Hoch die Hörner - auf den Sieg!
Met soll unsren Geist beflügeln
Eh' wir ziehen in den Krieg
Lasst uns trinken auf die Thursen - Heil sei Thrym und Surt zugleich
Lasst uns fluchten auf die Menschheit - Treibt sie aus dem Jötenreich!
Jagt zurück ihn in die Wüste, seine Schergen hinterdrein
Seine Lehren, seine Lügen soll'n alsbald vergessen sein!
05. När Tiden Vissnar
I fjärran fladdra en eld
Ett ensam sken i hemsk myr
Vid tjärnen sitter han
Betrakter månes silverglans
Som speglar sig i mörka vatten
När tiden vissnar
Före tiden han levde redan
Bakom tiden han stiger nedan
Vad ska det bli av honom
När tiden vissnar
Hans ärrig ansikte flinar bister
Rå och vresig väntar han
Med ögon så dyster
Och väntar tyst till undergång
Före tiden han levde redan
Bakom tiden han stiger nedan
06. Harvest
As I touched the soil I felt they taught me to feel
And as I watched the sun I saw what they taught me to see
And as I smelled the air I smelled what they taught me to smell
But as I swallowed the lake I felt nothing for these was nothing they taught me
I don't belong to where I come from
With veins like roots reaching no water
I judge myself for being victim
I curse them for what they have taught me
I blame the gods for not intervening
I curse myself for judging the gods
I'm not bound to the hammer
I don't need a shepherd
What I need is spittle
From the serpent
As long as I've pulled the plough upon frozen soil
I was tormented by feelings of senselessness
Now with the ravens' rise - this is my harvest
I see the boiling blood-fountains out of a reawakening earth!
May my muscles be ashes
To become one with the soil
May my excusing body
Fertilise the future grounds
07. Strandhagg part I - The Drakkar Approach
Drakkar
From the north coast - heading southwards
Like a greedy wolfpack
Shores
Unsuspecting - approaching longboats
Out of the dim
Storm whips
(And) every rowpull - urges us nearer
On our brutal journey
Ægir!
Lead our plunder - calm the ocean
Let us take the stormlead
Strandhagg!
Raging pagans - devastation!
Begging monks around us
Assault
Inflammation - false believers
All their prayers grew silent
Odin!
One-eyed warlord - our master
Bless our sacrifice
Norsemen
That we were - that we are
And that we'll always be
Windlord! Tread our sails! Guide our trails... to fearful shores
Warlord! Bless our blades! Grant us grades... in thy hall up high
Strandhagg is (the) beginning of the end
08. Strandhagg part II - Wave Bound
No gale could make us frown
At heart we're valiant
No force could hunt us down
In times so malignant
Lead by naval sub storms in the rough, raging sea
Our hearts and our souls are bound to its force
And where death can be caused by one single false step
We see both life and death dwell from one source
Our nature is savage as the waves that we ride
And the moments of calm - they are few
So we make our way guided by tide
'til our mortal existence will be through
Let there be hundreds of longboats
Flood from the fjords and the pagan shores
Until Ægir's streams are ours again
Our storm of revenge knows no remorse
Let there be thousands of kinsmen
Underneath Valfather's flag
Deluge the cross-shaded coasts
There will be no turning back!
09. Strandhagg part III - The Landing
Now we're leaving open sea towards the western shores
Heading for the Scottish coast
Through the whipping Smirr our Drakkar urging forth
A distant shore lies in front of us so restfully
Occupied by those who beg
Pull the oars my fellows, the beach is just ahead!
Row, brothers, row for the spoil's already near
Fast, brothers, fast, there's a lot for us to tear
Cloaked by fog we're getting closer to the beach
Then our bows roll on the banks
A single moment - then all hell is breaking loose!
Soft as the weather is the way they're defending
Instead of fighting as men of worth
They're falling on their knees, but their end is now impending
Row, brothers, row for the spoil's already near
Fast, brothers, fast, there's a lot for us to tear
It's the age of the axe, sword & spear
Teach the occident what is fear
It's the dawn of the wolf in man
It is time for the cross to ban
Slay these foreign parasites
They are prey for sacrifice
Let the age of Herjan rise!
And when I set my foot into thy disgraced kingdom
Be sure my wrath will last for ages
Without mercy, without grace I will write
Thy chronicles most bloody pages
10. SvartMetall
I natten, i mörket vi krypa
På hösten vi resa ur dimma
I skogens skuggor vi spökar
Vi ligger i fejd med Krist
Vårt riket är kryptan av grundval
Från kyrka till kyrka vi dvar
Mordbrand... Dommedag!
Vi (som) dölja anletet med läder
Klottrade med svart och vitt
Tovor som piskar genom tystnad
Som vargar bli vi rasande
Vi känna ingen ångest - vi frykta ingen dod
Vi är så elaka och vilda
Svart i hjärta och själ
SvartMetall!
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