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Catre tara de sus 01:03 02. Septentrion 04:39 03. Din negru (In mai negru) 05:30 04. Asteapta-ma dincolo (De moarte) 06:20 05. Noaptea nimanui 05:43 06. Stele calauza 05:10 07. Faurar de vise 05:01 08. De cremene 06:14 09. Nestramutat II (Chemare) 03:55 10. Vinterdoden (Bonus Track) 05:53 ------- 49:28 █▄█▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄▄ ▄ ▄ ▄ █ █ release.notes █▀█▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ Black/Folk Metal from Iasi, Romania Bucovina is a historical region on the northern slopes of the northeastern Carpathian Mountains and the adjoining plains. released December 8, 2018 Original lyrics in id3 tags, English translation here: --------------------------------------------------------- 02 The call that always lingers As many times, in whisper or thought The paths I've roamed or will ever harry Septentrion, north-bound, sails taut. North! North! North! Septentrion! It calls you, over your ken It draws you, over your own aim 'Tis nip within, its echo lives on Septentrion. The nights are yon long as yet a fortnight The sun unfolds amidst the night's sky. And the aurorae bright that dim the moon's might Up in the north, everything does nigh. A fairytale become existent I run away yet in its swift flood I sink along, in soul and body Septentrion - 'tis north, my lifeblood. As years pass by, I keep cavorting 'Mongst world's ways, over bens and moors The polar star, it gives me guidance - My homeward journey from distant shores. My dwelling past and my future's harbour And from yon icy blizzards hear my sigh My eye hosts nip, my heart houses ember At heart you, North, will ay stay nigh. 'Tis nip within, its echo lives on, 'Tis nip within, its echo lives on, 'Tis nip within, its echo lives on, 'Tis North. --------------------------------------------------------- 03 Black (to Blacker Still) Black. Too soon out of sight. Black. In coffin bedight. Black. Away into night. Black. Yet to requite. Black. The land's scorned despite. Black. Old kinfolk in plight. Black. In sibs tears' blight. Black. You live in mind's light. Black. Black. Black. Yet to requite. Black. Black. Black. Yet to requite. Black is my ardour and so is the sky Black in my bosom, but steel in my eye. Black is my fountain of mercy, now spent, Black, in retribution reborn in ascent. Hours may pass, but blackness outlives 'em As this blackness here knows no absolution. Eterne stigmata, blackened abysm, Black am I, too: Retribution. --------------------------------------------------------- 04 Look Forth for Me from Beyond (Death's Doorway) Autumn casts blood-freezing rainfalls Grief flowing down like a river Styx of old In mournful shroud attired Charon stands shuddering, stills his oars His boat he is loath to set forth in That you, hawk, may In yon deep be never mired See me haste my stride Join your gloomy tide To where sorrows abide Look forth for me from beyond death's doorway Windstorms would gather their forces To thwart your drear advance And mountains would eagerly fall in To a dam in your way stood Knowing its strife unavailing Yet lest it should ever lose sight of you Time itself, death it would hamper If only it ever could There was no silken flutter No farewell ever received Not one sole parting kiss On furrowed brow did alight But one shadow enthralling the autumn Has instilled its chill in hearts And you set off down the pathway In the night. --------------------------------------------------------- 05 Nobody's Night Down the dusk lies over heights, Night yon steals away and hides In those nameless glades and chasms - Never-seen-before phantasms. By the flames I hark their bid From the deep to join and sink. Them I flout, but sing and link Embers quick in hiss and wink, Midst the fire's fitful blink. 'Tis no spectre or a fay, 'Tis no demon or a wraith; Eerie hollow-sighted shade Howling over ben and vale. By the flames I hark its bid From the earth to join and sink. Mind I not, but laugh and drink, That which calls I cannot grasp, I see coal in fire's clasp. --------------------------------------------------------- 06 Stars at the Helm It is my tale and your own story That you can find in dream alone, That knows no end or else beginning, My story and your own. We march along with stars for guidance And our path has theirs at helm In their enchanted universe - 'Tis dreamland's very realm. Way beyond the skies, on my strides career To misty distant leas - those calls I cannot thwart They're thoughts that dormant lay concealed within my mind Now, stirred by whimsy starlight, have fled the slumber's fort. With matter for a mother and time for father nigh My past bespeaks abyss, my hereafter bound to linger 'Tween the gods and mortals, I rent the verge awry No more the one of being, the tale under my finger. I wrench the mighty cosmos and strenuously knead To mould it into new shape, immaculate array The suns, I have now seized, the comets, I have bridled Th'illimitable chaos is wrought into a pathway. Apprentice unbeknown, the demiurge unseen, I range the newborn cosmos, unguessed by any wight Reflecting on forthcoming creations I design When stars at helm advise me that their time is right. --------------------------------------------------------- 07 Dreamwright How many times awe crossed your mind of realms on th'other side Of eyelids' clasped reclining in heavy slumber's rein. Here tales twin lifelike worlds of mind's own intertwining, Beyond, within the verge of sleep I reign! What fabric makes the stuff of dreams, you wonder When moonlight overarches your drift sleepward They are your thoughts unsettled by life's weary breakers They are your never spoken words ay unremembered. None else but I can lay claim to dreamland's mighty crown While nightly thoughts in counsel sway dominion rife. 'Tis I who guides their lot, I weave the other kingdom And while you sleep, your dreams I bring to life. --------------------------------------------------------- 08 Flint Crag I am, a crag ever blazing, Smouldering embers shut in, Deep stone-carven flare, fire's own marrow, The Morning star buried within. But few will be privy to tales stone brought hither That streams in runnels might weave That flint sparks all over shrivelling tinder To spring forth quick flame in the eve. My woods on my shoulders for aeons and ages My stern heel impaling the deeps for repose, Rain is my bathing, the welkin assuages, I wot kings rise or wane as they rose. As old as time, I am born of flint Begotten flint, not to be keeled To name me, death's eye cannot catch a glint Begotten flint, not one to yield. Seasons will fly by, my stone will abide, Of mountain and time I am twined, In Sun's scorching glow, in ice's cold clutches In grim blasts yon stray gales unwind. Unvaried as long as in memory's stronghold, As footsteps mark mountain-bound ways, Abandoned, though, still I, undyingly graven, Ahead cross the aeons will gaze. 09 Unswerving II (The Call) Unswerving for aye, stalworth as rocks stand Harsh as the cold winds in winter that did give us life To stand guard o'er the deep! Unswerving! --------------------------------------------------------- 10 Winterdeath Time has arisen as erstwhile was foretold that humankind's kingdoms be laid in grief's mould Three ice-cold winters layer their pallid arm round Mannheim's frost-beridden land A shell of fortune's dismal tones wreaking cracks in the frozen crown that death owns Hungry waiting stronghold thereunder Past the gate's ban and Hel's hoary watcher From a kingdom of eternal malison to another by hangman's absolution A two-faced feud 'tween vestiges astray in winterdeath snow made bloodred by graveyard's freed breath Lives laid waste by foe's own and one's very hand Norns have been spinning the weirding band Laid in frozen ashes The wretched at war - tears shackled to endlessness All cries of pain gather - to fortified hellfire's seeress So grim all is - bespoken is regret Farewell - a void endlessness, all has decayed Time is no more time here Life is not life anywhere An eye cannot see as eyes see Departed are both folk and fay Hear not one more withered sound Sense nothing, feel nothing Winterdeath abiding days by hundreds many reft all... but wait... --------------------------------------------------------- * IF YOU LiKE iT - BUY iT! *