Mother North

07.03.2006., utorak

Winterschatten

(!!!OVAJ POST JE NAPISAN U NEDJELJU AL TEK GA SAD MOGU OBJAVIT!!!!!!)

Snijeg me izvukao van, vjetar je puhao i sve je bilo bijelo.krenuo sam nasipom prema starom gradu.Vjetar je puhao i snjeg mi je letio u lice sa strane.U ušima mi je zvonio Vinterriket-Winterschatten posebno su mi pasale zadnje 3 ambijentalne pjesme, savrseno su pasali atmosferi.Snijeg svuda okolo sve je bijelo i sivo, svane su se okupile uz kupu, sve je tiho i hladno.Drvece uz nasip prekriveno je bjelinom, ništa se ne pomiče kao da priroda ne želi prekinuti ovu tišinu.Jedini zvuci su moji koraci i huk vjetra.Šuma je mirna, tiha, hladna ali kao da me poziva k sebi.Stojim među drvećem sam sa vjetrom oko mene kao da je hram, bjelina me zasljepljuje kao i pahuljice koje padaj gotovo horizontalno nošene hladnim, oštrim vjetrom.On kao da reže moje lice i prste, hladnoća...ne znam zašto ali me veseli ta zima dok gazim kroz netaknuti snijeg prošaran gdjekojim tragom ptice ili neke sitne životinje.Hladno je ali ugodno, sjećanja naviru , sjećanja na ono prošlo (na onaj vjetar u zimi bez snijega u jednom parku, na osjećaj hladnoće i topline, na zvuk drhtaja i neke daleke sreće i topline isprepleten sa zanosnom hladnoćom, ne znam da li sam sam u tim sjećanjima), sjećanja na ono što nikad neče biti, i mutna sjećanja dana koji će tek biti koji se naziru u sivom nebu nad kojim siju svijezde.Tama obuzima okolinu, bijelo se pretvara u sivo, ali sjaj još uvjiek ostaje nešto kao bijela tama.Čuje se pjev neke osamljene ptice.Snijeg pada sa grana i tiho udara o zemlju.Čujem razne zvukove, što prave, što one iz glave: to je lesnik, onaj koji čuva šumu i njezine duhove, onaj koji utjelovljuje zvukove u strahove, duh zaštitnik svake šume, sam sablastan i žalostan, govori s drvećem i čuva ga, saziva vukove i govori snjima, hoda pod mjesecom među drvećem, on je strah i zvukovi u glavi onog koji sam, obnoć šumom luta. Vjetar se okreće i puše sa Sjevera.Pre hladno mi je i jedva se vraćam doma, očaran bjelinom i tišinom.Nema riječi ni slike koja moće opisati taj doživljaj tišine u šumi pod visokim, golim drvećem , sakriven grmljem i sumrakom, zvuk žubora vode koja se bori s grmljem uronjenim vrhom u snijeg dnom u rijeku koja kao da miruje.Sjene rastu i snijeg pokriva moje tragove dok se vraćam sam, obuzet mislima, ostavljam za sobom tišinu,opojnu bjelinu jednog od posljednjh snjegova umiriće zime.......


Verschneite Wälder

Das Morgengrauen nach dieser langen, dunklen Winternacht- Eiskristalle
erstrahlen schwach im Licht des untergehenden Wintermondes. Die
Wälder erwachen aus ihrem nächtlichen Schlaf. Frost hängt noch immer
still in den Rissen der zerklüfteten, weissen Erde. Im Glanz der
vernebelten Wintersonne Kreisen schwarze Raben über den Tannen...

Lyrics by Vinterriket,


Arcturus -Wintry Grey

Frozen streams and vapours gray,
cold and waste the landscape lay...
Then a hale of wind.

Hither-Whirling, Thither-Swilrling,
Spinn the fog and spinn the mist...
Still we walked on through woods and wintry gray,
home through woods where winter lay - Cold and dark...

(Waiting for a change in the weather.
Waiting for a shift in the air.
Could we get there together, ever?
Waiting for our late, late return)

Through the woods. Home through the woods where winter lay...

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Mother North

Mother north - how can they sleep while their beds are burning ?
Mother north - your fields are bleeding

Memories...The Invisible Wounds
pictures that enshrine your throne gone

A Future benighted still they are blind
Pigeonhearted beings of flesh and blood
keeps closing their eyes for the dangers that threat...ourselves and our
nature
And that is why
they all enrage me

Sometimes in the dead of the night I mesmerize my soul
Sights and visions prophecies and horror
they all come in one

Mother north - united we stand (together we walk)
Phantom north - I'll be there when you hunt them down

Inace slusam:
Avantgarde Metal (Arcturus, In The Woods...)
Black Metal(emperor i ostalo)
Pagan black metal(Negura bunget, pagan forest...)
Ambiental(Burzum, Desiderii marginis)
Darkwave(In Slaughter Natives,Dargaard)
Neoclassic(Elend...)


PLAYLIST:

Negura Bunget-OM
Ved Buens Ende- Writen in waters
Arcturus-La Masquerade Infernale
Drudkh-autumn aurora
Darkthrone-Soulside Journey
Ulver-Predition city
Sun Of the Sleepless/Nachtmahr-Split
Ulver-Bergtatt
Summoning-Stronghold
Empyrium-Wieland
Darkthrone-the cult is alive
Emperor-IX Equilibrium
Igor Stravinsky-Le sacre du primiteps
Zyklon-Aeon
Vinterriket/Northaunt-Split
Bergthron-Jagdheim
Ulver-Kveldsjenger
Negura Bunget-'n crugu bradului
Zyklon-B-lood must be shed


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Pagan forest,fenomenalan band

Emperor-An Elegy of icaros

Icaros, I dare you
For I possess the wings of faith
Though, heavy on my shoulders
(No measurement can prove their weight)
Still, a burden they are not to me
I am the challenger of gravity

The fear is not the fate I seek
My destiny will build upon the mighty turbulence beyond
If I fall, I will rise again

Some of envy
Some of fear
Admonish by the graves of those who fell
Praise the fool that pure of heart leaps off your finger
Into grace

Icaros, your voice once melted
Into the choir of the fallen ones
I have heard, I have seen the purity of their song

Icaros
Your fate embrace
A manifold of angels
I summon thee from shattered graves
And call upon the wind
Receive my bow of reverence
Then spread your wings and fly into oblivion

In The Woods...-In the Woods

Pagan myths from the deep, eternal forests.
A true malancholic atmosphere,
Haunts this hidden world.
Where men, for hundreds of years,
Have immortalized their cult.


Burzum-Burzum

When night falls
she cloaks the world
in impenetrable darkness.
A chill rises
from the soil
and contaminates the air
suddenly...
life has new meaning.


Ulver-Wolf & Destiny



Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt
Saa rřd som Viin & Blod
Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand
Ved Sćngen der han stood
Hos Liiget aff sin elskede
Dend Stund man fandt de to

Arcturus-Ad astra

I have everywhere sought
and nowhere found
So I lift the bleedin` bodkin
And thrust the grief deepest in

The gleaming bodies of infinite skies
Have for my spirit
The cold charm
Of death`s welcoming eyes
In secret to my soul
They are Ideals of old


Darkthrone-Alle gegen Alle

Demented anemic minions
Fuelled on crack propaganda
It's allright to love yourself
If you hate yourself

Alle gegen alle
Extract magic
Inflict havoc

Iconize yourself
Become a statue
So easily crushed
Watching the spoon glow

Alle gegen alle
Extract magic
Inflict havoc

Slay the dormant
stonesucking leech
Sing along to the bombs
ALLE GEGEN ALLE




Arcturus-Of Nails And Sinners

("I know that without me God cannot live a moment;
If I am destroyed He must give up the ghost"
-Angelus Silesius)

I beseech you, God to whom many sinners pray
From the depth of the dark abyss where my heart fell
Expelled I was from your tedious grace to the pits of hell

So can please cease to deplore my opposite, may only way
For aeons I descended down
Till I saw the dreadful truths
of which man wouldn't know
I, degraded bearer of thy sacred light
- to which I never again will bow
When I rise to avenge myself with darkness
The anger of the damned shall flow

I was cast out by the retinue of angels weak
Shone to the few who me would seek

A rebel I was, radiant my glow, afar,
My wisdom fathomed by the morningstar

And O your fools, in herdlike fright, stampede
And when creation falls, you must build anew,
With nails that sting My hands -
They grow passionate on a lie
But You know the veracious one was I



J.R.R.Tolkien-Farewell Song of the Elves

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
We must away ere break of day
Far over wood and mountain tall.

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell,
Through moor and waste we ride in haste,
And whither then we cannot tell.

With foes ahead, behind us dread,
Beneath the sky shall be our bed,
Until at last our toil be passed,
Our journey done, our errand sped.

We must away! We must away!
We ride before the break of day!



JESENJE VEČE

Olovne i teške snove snivaju
Oblaci nad tamnim gorskim stranama;
Monotone sjene rijekom plivaju,
Žutom rijekom među golim granama.

Iza mokrih njiva magle skrivaju
Kućice i toranj; sunce u ranama
Mre i motri kako mrke bivaju
Vrbe, crneći se crnim vranama.

Sve je mračno, hladno; u prvom sutonu
Tek se slute ceste, dok ne utonu
U daljine slijepe ljudskih nemira.

Samo gordi jablan lisjem suhijem
Šapće o životu mrakom gluhijem,
Kao da je samac usred svemira.


(oh, the melancholy)


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