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EXSECRATUM LYRICS
"Brixheim" (2002 Split)
1. Fatherland
2. War of Colours
3. The Darkness has Come
4. Om Salvarek (A Northern Italian Legend)
5. Luna rosso sangue
6. Black Lord of Samhain
7. La nòcc sura ol bósch
8. Fredda costellazione d'inverno
1. Fatherland
Spent your life in an ice age,
In a time without fear, regrets and uncertainties
The reminiscence of you, the matter
When you grandiosely fought for salvation
...Furios White Horses obey to you
Taking you to the victory against the Black Enemy…
Long limitless paths
Sorrounded by majestic desolate landscapes…
Took you to the ancient land...
You, primordial warrior, brave man
Armed with honour, emblem of purity,
Strenght and courage,
Lived in a memorable age…
The effort weared you off
You shrugged off from your body
And conquerred the wisdom…
Buried in your forest,
Feed for my land,
Creator of this rebel present
I’m admiring you, great tree,
Laden of colours, grown under my feet,
Grown in my defense…
2. War of Colours
So much glory from up there
Disappointment...watching the world below
The only thing to be afraid of is the absence of fear
Stand up in the place where you live and head to the North!
Remember what you could be and do
Kick against, join us
It’s time to start the war of colours
Fight, keep up the honor
Change the fear into anger
So much glory from up there
Stand up in the place where you live and head to the North!
Start the war of colours, the glory and power’s excitation will return...
Stand up in the place where you live and head to the North!
Remember what you could be and do
Kick against, join us
3. The Darkness has Come
Hours of travelling along the forest’s path, without the possibility to look back,
untill my darkness will arrive
It isn’t easy to keep quite while the world sorrounding us is becoming black
...I only feel the time...
Immovable while moving, my feelings of peace and absolute are so strong
that the immobility still doesn’t want to stop
Slowly it turns into an eternal sleep
All beings and things are in their own place, tidiness
We have to react!
The darkness has come, now I have to look back
We’ll never know if we lived, without meeting the death,
We will never live without it.
4. Om Salvarek (A Northern Italian Legend)
Little being of the forests
Misanthrope with long grey beard
Contemplates in the kinky glades,
Bringer of welfare and wisdom
Om salvarek, have you already come down from the mount?
Dressed with fresh springs, leaves and stalks
Hide through the pine, looking at my presence
While I seek a refuge to escape from the storm…
…Om salvarek, when will you take me to your world?
I’m looking for you, where are you Om salvarek?
Respectful, omnipotent and abundant of majesticalness
Show yourself in front of me, give me guidance
Make me become unseeable in your compact forest…
Take me into your magical, unfouled, wild world
Far from the monotone, cruel civilization,
Far from the human being,
In the kingdom of the fresh, calm mounts…
…Om salvarek, the mount id waiting for us…
5. Luna rosso sangue
6. Black Lord of Samhain
7. La nòcc sura ol bósch
8. Fredda costellazione d'inverno
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