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CRYSTALMOORS LYRICS
"The Unconquered Land" (2003 EP)
1. War Cries on Vindio
2. Corocotta
3. Before the Hornstorm
4. North Iberian Sadness & Pride
5. Since Old Times
6. As the Sorrow Embraced Us
7. Nabia Orebia
1. War Cries on Vindio
The nocturnal wind blows on the hills
Caressing our hair with it's blessings
The goddess of the forest talks me in
the tongue of Nature and she weeps for me
We will ride our horses to the final battle
As the clouds of the storm gather
to behold our victory
Feel the wicked mist
The fog is crawling and covers
the fields of Alot again
Brothers of the northern land
united to destroy thy legions
An strange empire born behind
our mountains and rivers
Conquerors of the ancient world
But our kingdom will prevail free
Lords and gods of our elders
Druids of the clans, drain your spirit of strenght
The power of our land is eternal
And the brave will acclaim
the honour of Cantabria.
2. Corocotta
The Moon talked to me in dreams
In the tongue of the Anjanas
And she trespassed me her wisdom
and her autumnal cry
The sacred woods, oh, sad enchantment,
washed my fate, I saw the portal of centuries,
with wrath in my soul
Summon the strenght of one-eyed-Titan
And let the final battle begin
A sum of perception, divine intuition
I see, the mist over Alot
The sound of the march of Caesar's legions
The forest and mountains... our gods
I'm the one, chosen by my brothers
The son of this ground, forged by the anvil of creator
Concanos drink the blood of horses to destroy
the enemy of our Mother Land
Orgenomescos, Vendios... revenge to our fallen ones
Above the shores of the Abyss we'll prevail
Fighting for eternity to the end of Thy Empire
Our flesh can die, but our spirit will wonder
with the blessing of Deva
Across our Dominion of the Ancient Seal
3. Before the Hornstorm
4. North Iberian Sadness & Pride
Inclement, the hand of our
ancestors felt over them
with pride and honor made of iron
no one of us can die
the battle cries float like the fog
at the final of the night
Cantabria, the Unconquered Land
the gods kept the coffin of our heroes
with the symbol of the Nocturnal Divinity
Glory, souls of our forefathers
your axes rest forever into the Andara's Lake
to leave you immortal energy fly across the skies
invencible as the power of the storm
into the heart of darkness
with furor, our North Iberian Sadness and Pride
Cantabria, the Unconquered Land
5. Since Old Times
I hear the voices of the trees which crown
the mountains, resting upon the
wooden cloak. The tired and numb...
leaving the blood running
through my veins, and feeling
the sound of thoughts
flowing like the boulder's River.
The soul of forest shave me and trespass me
his wisdom and visions.
The Path get's loss in the fanthomless
darkness of the night, and left look it's rake to
those eyes which beholds from
the High. Inclement, marble astral domes.
I summon the spirits of forefathers to reach
the stars, the strenght of those
who felt in the uproar of battle.
6. As the Sorrow Embraced Us
Beneath the screams of the fallen ones,
surrounded by a breath of fire, unmoved I stay.
Engulfed in an armour of eternal hate I await
the shining flame. Oh Warlord, I serve to the darkness reflected in my empty eyes.
As I rise the sword of tyranny to the marble sky see the clouds die, with the whispers of the weak, hear the cries of forests. With a frozen hand I carrry
the banner of salvation, to transform it in
a symbol of pain and mistress.
For ages of unholy night
For ages a dark visions
I'm the bringer of dark bright
Passing through the deepest of my
chaotic thoughts I search an answer.
Nailed with the thorns of it's beauty
Drowned in an ephemeral cry
All purity of God lies dying, I'm the
conqueror of thy shinning Paradise.
Enchanted by the Moon.
Awaiting for the call.
Embrace the darkness. Black is the
only color that can see my eyes.
Embraced by the death.
In eternal anguish we are.
Like withered rose we turn to dust.
Through milleniums humanity is weeping.
The pain is the crown of ignorance, an...
ignorance is the thorn in our face.
Praying... Believing in a divine light.
No more tears will spill my frozen eyes.
No more prayers to that filthy cross.
All purity of God lies dying and
I am enchanted by the night.
No saviour can save us.
An existence as sad as the rain
in a cemetery. Thunders sing
my demise. I can't weep no more.
I'll rest below a crimson sky,
drowned in an ephemeral cry.
Abandoned and forgotten.
In the grief of the Earth.
As the sorrow embrace us
we walk in loneliness... Forever!!!
7. Nabia Orebia
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