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UNDER THE SIGN OF THE WILDERNESS - 2011

1. INTRO
2. 722
3. SPREADING THE FIREWINGS
4. UNDER THE SIGN OF THE WILDERNESS
5. Μονολίθος (MONOLITH)
6. TOWARDS THE COLD ETERNITY
7. THE SONG OF THE DISTAN WAVES
8. THE RISING OF THE WARHAMMERS
9. WE ARE THE NEW POWER TO RISE
10. LUGAR ENTRE MONTAÑAS
 


Winter - Guitars 
Autumn War - Guitars, Vocals 
A. Mansilla - Bass 
J. Sierra - Drums

Released September 19, 2011 

Recorded, mixed and mastered at "Escuela de nuevas músicas" and "T-Rex Studios", Madrid, 2011 - Engineered by J. Sierra and A. Mansilla 

Produced by HORDAK 
All music by HORDAK 
All Arrangements by HORDAK 
Lyrics by Autumn War 

Artwork design and cover concept by: Kris Verwimp 
Photography by: Jose Luis Frías 
CD Design by Niphilim 

Guest musicians: 
Jose Luis Frías - Flutes and bagpipes in "Intro" 
Victor Santal - Harp in "Lugar Entre Montañas"

 

 

1. INTRO

Instrumental

2. 722

Dark serpents crawl from the south 
Bringing the smell of the forthcoming storm 
Defeating every army or man who tries to resist 
For eleven years usurping our soil 

Led by the king of the northern mountains 
A few men await to show them no fear 
Willing for fighting with fire and weapons 
Ready to face the enemy steel 

So, let´s ride searching death or glory 
Face the inner fear and ride to war 
Charge against the troops of the invaders 
A new morning of victory will come!! 

Last man standing!! 
The hills will cry the loss of its sons 
Last man standing!! 
The fields are covered with blood 

Forced and pushed to fight many lives are lost 
But in the rapture of the fields of corpses I sing you my land 

I am the rays of the sun of the winter´s twilight 
The rivers, the mountains and the drops of rain 
A son of the northern tribes of Iberia 
I am the one who will fight and will grant you his life 
The wind encouraging the warrior´s pride 
A wolf, the life that never fades away…in the nightsky 

In the name of freedom the history is always written 
With the blood of the forgotten sons of the land 

For a new sun to rise 
From the northern hills to the southern depths 
We march to battle and sacrifice our flesh 
Without fear in our hearts for die we must 

HAIL VICTORY 
GLORY TO THE FALLEN ONES

3. SPREADING THE FIREWINGS

Spreading the firewings like the rays of the Golden sun 
Imperishable, everlasting 
Fly high and reach the fields of clouds and walk the green grass 
Down below 
Stand alone and proud and set this world on fire 
For life is hard and life we live 
Breath and smell, taste the flavour of riding free 
The eternal skies 

Mighty master make your choice so the time is now 
When the sundown comes and our bonfires light the land 
Come and receive the flesh we offer to you 
May the body of our bother ride the skies within you soon 

And thus the wheel keeps turning 
The cycle is completed 
The soul soars towards the clouds 
After being received 
Within the vulture´s body 
Will return to the earth 
Fallen down at dusk 

These lands are ruled by the vultures 
Under their command we praise the cycle of life 
We give our bodies to the earth 
And so, they return our clan to the skies 

“I challenge you, oh mighty sun 
I will follow the trail of your rays 
To be eternal like the wheel of life 
And carry on a lifetime within your light” 

Fly before the sun 
Far beyond the roaring horizon 
Far above the storms 
Far above the mountains 
Fly higher and higher 
Before the fury of the winds 
Fly beyond this path 
Like an eternal ray of the sun

4. UNDER THE SIGN OF THE WILDERNESS

At the woods of the old Europe, 
Greenlands of entwined trees, 
The fog hides secrets and rumours, 
Elder than the mountain and the seas… 

Stories about and old army, 
Immortal souls to wander the woods at night, 
Seeking the smell of human living, 
Hunting up when the land is dark… 

Stories of Christian folk to fear 
The population with their lies, 
The only god to rule the woods 
Is we who stand with honour and pride… 

Folk from old, our ancestors, 
Fearless women and brave men, 
Landed the woods with painted faces, 
Denying their Christian faith and lies… 

United like a pack of howling wolves… 
Under the full-moon every season… 
The altar where the fallen rest… 
Keeps shining with the burning pagan flames… 

THE FLAMES BURN STRONGER THAN EVER 

We offer to the Gods of nature, A gift of praise and sacrifice 
With each and every change of season, when moon is full and night shines 
It is time to hunt beyond our kingdoms, it is time to get armed again 
Now they shall know their worse nightmare, Now they shall hear the ancestral voice!! 

Beneath the branches, Behind the trunks… 
Under the night-sky, below the stars… 
We move as shadows in frozen ground…and then my eyes could see their cross!! 
We are the hunters, to smell their blood… 
We crawl in silence, to capture porks… 
The silent night before the storm… 
GLOWS WITH THE BLADES OF OUR SWORDS!! 

OBEY THE GODS OF NATURE 
SHOW RESPECT FOR THE ANCIENT VALUES 
PRIDE…LAND…HONOUR… 
FOLLOW THE DARK AND FORGOTTEN… 
PAST!!

5. Μονολίθος (MONOLITH)

Circle of Stones 
Summon the Powers of the god sun 
A year of harvest to become 
Future victories for the clan 

Sacred stones 
Ancient rites 
Eternal witness 
Lords of times 

Stonebearer 
Yours is this burden 
The heaviest weight you must support 
So keep the strength and carry on 

Funeral stone 
Here lies the flesh that once 
Was a fighting man of the pack 
Now his spirit will soar 

Burning stone 
Fire warms your deedless shape 
Full of life for the rites 
Funeral pyres and bonfires 

Stone cold 
Winter feeds your frozen touch 
You are shelter for the severe cold 
You are our caves and our homes 

Carved stone 
Weapon to live 
Protecting or hunting 
Kill or be killed 

Painted stone 
Testimony of rituals 
Scenes of hunting, family, tradition 
Bring our spirit back to life

6. TOWARDS THE COLD ETERNITY

Look away from the crowd… 
Look away from the spears… 
To the place where we go once we´re dead… 
Does your glance reach the end of the path? 

Look away from the shores… 
Listen to the waves of a distant sea… 
Far beyond, and away… 
Towards The Cold Eternity… 

We will ride the mountains… 
And then, we will sail the rivers and the seas… 
And we will listen to the skies… 
Waiting for the sign… 
Leading us to the flames of the battlefield!! 

Feel the fire piercing you, see the spears and arrows fly 
Watch the coming of the truth, your final hour has just begun 
The trumpets now ring for the ones who must 
Depart to the lands of brightness and calm 
A chant of glory…sounds like your doom 
Don´t you hear them? They ring for you!! 

We shall ride the mountains… 
And then, we shall sail the rivers of blood… 
And we shall ride the skies… 
Towards the valleys of glory… 
Where our forefathers rest!!

7. THE SONG OF THE DISTAN WAVES

This is the song of the distant waves 
A dream of life that never begins or ends 
A shore to be reached and a shore to be left 

This is the story of remembered days 
When I decided to sail away 
Where no one dares, towards noman´s land 

I enter the realms of water that soar like flames 
High above reaching the skies where light and darkness dwell 
I enter the realms of water that soar like flames 
Deep, Dark…Immense 

As I sail alone I wonder where is the end of this misery? 
Will it be beyond the horizon, where your waves now take me? ´Cause 
I need to spend my nights, lost, far away in eternal paths… 
In the voice of your lonely days…companion of the distant waves!! 

I´m sailing up to nowhere under the command of the northern star 
The brightest light shinning up in the sky 
Cleansing up my spirit the one that belongs 
To the ancient breath of the whispering sea, so behold 

I´m sailing up to nowhere under the command of the northern star 
Companion of my boat and my solitude at night 
Cleansing up my spirit the one that belongs 
To this ancient landscape so deep, so dark 

In front of the seas I stare at the waves 
I´m one with your powers eternal strength 
Your voice is the wisdom, your kingdom prevails 
You summon the storm and bring all the rains 
I´m nothing but yours, a servant of tide 
A wolf of the seas, tired and lost 
Now my time has come I feel very tired 
So grant me to rest by your side

8. THE RISING OF THE WARHAMMERS

Of the remembres of a man 
Bring shadows from the past 
Of hard struggles for the power 
And surviving one more night 

These remembers bring him back 
And from the shadows, rays of light arise 
A shinning memory, the purest beauty 
Walking always by his side 

He remembers a voice by the bonfire 
And the warm of the flesh meeting flesh 
And the voice was as soft as the breeze 
Of the ocean after the storm 

Because they had survived, and so 
These words were always said: 
“…and in the battles to come I just want you to know, 
I´m your shiel, the shadow to look after you” 

Why do we fight? 
Why do we die? 
To be remembered once we are embers? 
To be praised once we are ashes? 
When perhaps, nothing matters 

Because men fear other men 
Weapons were born, from coward minds 
Which need not to be strong 
Just defeat what they can´t by their own hands 

He remembers a voice by the bonfire 
And the warm of the flesh meeting flesh 
And the voice was as soft as the breeze 
Of the ocean after the storm 

Because they had survived, and so 
These words were always said: 
“…and in the battles to come I just want you to know, 
I´m your shiel, the shadow to look after you” 

The rising of the warhammers is the rising of the weakness to rule the world!! 

An arrow flown like an eagle 
Looking for preys to hunt 
Her hand was cold and he hold her 
To feel her final breathe 

These remembers bring him back 
And from the shadows, rays of light arise 
A shinning memory, the purest beauty 
Walking always by his side 

Now he is the one who watches 
His blood being shed on the fields 
And so a vision…a ray of light 
Comes from the shadows to take his hand

9. WE ARE THE NEW POWER TO RISE

That night I started what will be 
A long, long journey back home 
From the green and distant lands of the north 
Hoping for nothing about what future or 
Fate prepared for me 
I packed and I rode saying, farewell!! 
To the Cantabrian sea 

Aswell as their men unconquerable are 
Their weather and lands 
To show no mercy for the pilgrims who dare 
Enter their domains 
The night was born, my blood ran cold 
When suddenly I was 
Surrounded by the thickest and densest fog 
I had ever known 

Lost among the trees, within the fog 
Out of my head, but not alone 
The night-spirit looked after me 
I built a fire and I laid down to sleep 

While I was lying, waiting for the dawn 
Thinking about the end of the road 
I felt asleep and dreamt of 
My tribe, my clan, my land, my home 

And then the sunset again 
Brought back to life my spirit 
The strength of fire to my veins and my eyes 
The day was born, my hour had not come 
And I received the present for being a fighting man 

And then I started my trip again 
Marching homewards to tell 
I walk victorious by the side of the sun 
Alive! 
Invictvs!

10. LUGAR ENTRE MONTAÑAS
 

Instrumental