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Trollhalla
06:29
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Trollhalla
Some get wounded some get killed
As the battle raging
Blood of someone will get spilled
In the war we're waging
Slaughtered horde, broken swords
Every carnage has reward
There's no chance of your survival
When the weak is getting mauled
A chosen few will reach Trollhalla
A sacred hall of all the slain
To gain their strength back and their power
So they can raise their swords again
Axes swinging, guts and gore
Throats are cut in bloody war
Dodging boulders, flames and fire
Help us gods and mighty Thor
Sharp blades, trident spears
In the rampage, show no fear
Scattered limbs and rotting corpses
Spread around the battlefield
Oi oi - Pride and Glory
Oi oi - And our will
Oi oi - All united
It's an honor to be killed
Oi oi - We destroy
Oi oi - That's our thrill
Oi oi - For our kingdom
It's an honor to be killed
Burning flesh, septic air
Death is spreading everywhere
Never know, never will
When it's time for you to kill
Hit them hard with a mace
Set the enemies ablaze
Spill their guts and let them bleed
Let them taste your jar of mead
Command the archers - loose your arrows
Straight on their heads like pouring rain
Then let them face a sea of horror
As scores of wounded die in pain
On the battlefield
Look the terror in the eyes
Set it free, set it free
After death, there is a prize
No more pain and misery
Great hall, marble walls
It was built of Asgard stones
Valkyries reign the assembly
Next to Odin on the throne
They'll greet you in Trollhalla
Along with those you've killed
When norsemen sieged your tower
And the blood of yours got spilled
Divided in the battle
The norsemen and the trolls
United in Trollhalla
Pledged for peace and no more wars
Far away, the ravens singing
Calling us to fight the war
In the dark, the widows weeping
Grieving dead and curse them all
The slain will open gates of Valgrind
Eternal entrance to the stars
Upon an endless trail of moonlight
They'll reign among the fallen czars
In the northern sky
In the battle, hundreds die
But a few would reach Valgrind
Just the bravest out of many
Will be named as the divine
Drunk trolls in the brawl
Rolling into Odin's hall
Twisted claws, missing teeth
Furs infested by the fleas
They'll greet you in Trollhalla
Along with those you've killed
When Norsemen sieged your tower
And the blood of yours got spilled
Divided in the battle
The Norsemen and the trolls
United in Trollhalla
Pledged for peace and no more wars
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2. |
Бабка [Grandma]
03:39
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Бабка
Давай ка выпьем мать со мной
На сердце тяжко не легко
Давай еще нам по одной
У нас всех горе велико
Ох велико ой наше горе
Бабка бабка пиво пила
Бабка дочку зарубила
Хей хей зарубила дочку
Хей хей топором топором
Хей хей дочку зарубила
Хей хей топором топором
Не надо мать нас убивать
Сиди ты с миром не кричи
Ложись ка лучше на ночь спать
Хлебни еще там на печи
А по утру топор найдем
Накроем стол мы у окна
Напьемся водки и уснем
Осталась ты совсем одна
Совсем одна осталась мать
Бабка бабка пиво пила
Бабка дочку зарубила
Хей хей зарубила дочку
Хей хей топором топором
Хей хей дочку зарубила
Хей хей топором топором
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3. |
Mother Winter
05:25
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Mother Winter
Thunderstorm is getting closer
Daylight is fading moon is rising
Arctic wolves prepare for rainfall
Trolls are rolling in the snowball
Rain is pouring hard
Washing aging leaves away
From the mountains, rivers flow
Carrying blood of murdered prey
Soaking wet in frozen waters
Running down the silent hill
Starving creatures of the forest
Sharing skins of what they've killed
Sunwheel is spinning in the sky
Ancient spirits dance in fire
On the hills where ravens fly
Wind is whistling chanting choir
Frozen mist has covered trees
Magic snow is falling down
Northern land and ocean breeze
Mother winter comes around
Trolls of the old republic
Dig in tunnels for their gold
Wild beasts who fought their rivals
Torching goblins in the cold
Royal frogs have lost their crown
Fell asleep in crystal cave
Heavy rocks keep falling down
Closing up their winter grave
Charming light, magic spell
Winter sun is here to dwell
Frozen lakes, heavy snow
Mother winter came home
Silent hills, shining moon
Harvest time is coming soon
Empty desert, raging storm
Mother winter came home
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Черный Ворон
Распахни по шире свои ты крылья
Разожги в лесу нам большой огонь
Мертвых на полях всех покрыло пылью
В мраке веет духом гнилая вонь
Схорони усопших, накорми уставших
Приюти сирот, забери их домой
Помолись за всех
Храброй смертью павших
Не тревож ты ворон, их святой покой
Черный ворон смерть принес
Льется кровь, под стук колес
Волчья стая бьет чертей
Псы визжа, под свист плетей
Зимний вечер мертвые души
Ворон черный в небе летит
Вьюга воет, ветром все кружит
Над лесами сумрак царит
Черный ворон смерть принес
Льется кровь под стук колес
Волчья стая бьет чертей
Псы визжат под свист плетей
Там где ночь где снег лежит
Где земля во льду дрожит
Черный ворон цепи рвет
Мертвым душам песнь поет
Когда пойдем мы умирать
На поле боя вечно спать
Нам всем в огне гореть
Земля нам будет песни петь
И вспомни словом добрым нас
И накорми в нежданный час
Тех, кто с войны придет
Пусть им отец вина нальет
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5. |
I’m a Survivor
07:42
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I'm a Survivor
As darkness falls on all corners of life
It turns my world in the wrong direction
My body is failing but I’m eager to fight
The inner spirits come to my protection
Sorrow, infernal pain
A new day comes tomorrow
It's starting again
Cold, I found my faith
Some put their lives on hold
But I will not wait
Someone is walking in the silence
Trying to embrace the light
Someone is losing abstract balance
In the world of black and white
Someone is crawling through the mirror
Breaking fragments of the frame
Someone is drawing endless circles
Calculating math again
Time has come the battle begins
I will survive the wounds of my salvation
I walked the highway of the thousand sins
I crossed the gates of our divine creation
I will survive the plague
I will survive all the pain inside
It is something no one can see
But if it’s there, I'll fight
The world has changed, it's a different glow
The life I knew has a much deeper meaning
I can’t give up, I have more steps to go
I'm not afraid to start a new beginning
Joy hides in my dreams
Emotions being destroyed
The sea of extremes
Tears, I'll rise and fight
Some facing horrible fears
But I face the light
I fought myself I've broken free
The cycle is ending along with frustration
I've been my own worst enemy
The search is over for my destination
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Hail to Thee Fallen Miners
In the land of golden soil
Grinding stones and drinking mead
In the desert, rich with oil
Crossed the ocean, left our land
Driven by the gold rush fever
Searching treasures in the sand
In our goldmine, by the river
Mining gold and mining fortune
In the dark, we keep on searching
Crawling low and digging with passion
Moving gold in a timely fashion
Stone by stone, getting rich and wealthy
As we dig, we show no mercy
Many die from mining sickness
Keep on digging, show no weakness
Hail to thee miners
Hail to forty niners
Hail to thee diggers
Hail them all
Raise your horns for miners
Raise them high
Raise them in the honor
For those who've died
Raise them for their children
And for their wives
Raise them for the heroes
Who've lost their prize
Illness strikes, we're falling down
With our passion and our will
Keep on digging underground
Mining gold with the rusted steel
Breathing poison, chewing dust
On the quest for priceless treasure
At the end, we're seeking lust
In saloons, we find our pleasure
Gold - collapsing tunnels, abandoned mines
Gold - collapsing tunnels, we're set for life
As the land of gold had drained,
The horde of vultures moved north.
Many have perished, crossing the swamps
of the southern states
But the trolls, cursed by the treasure hunt,
remained digging for more gold
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7. |
La Holerie Trollesque
06:42
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La Holerie Trollesque
Un soir, ayant fini de creuser
Bredouille, même pas une pépite d'or
L'estomac vide, en voilà une dure journée
Cependant nous restons braves et forts
Au lointain, au milieu de la forêt
Une partie du ciel à peine éclairée
On entend des bruits, des chevaux affolés
Des hommes, des femmes, totalement déchaînés
En marchant vers la lumière, une bande de bandits
A bien vu que nous ne sommes pas d'ici
À bord de leur charrue ils nous ont pris
Pour aller faire la fête dans ce fichu taudis
Bouffons, buvons et allons danser
Trinquons, chantons, allons nous saouler
Le vice, l'ivresse, la holerie
Sont les raisons pour lesquelles on vit
Moi si je n'ai pas ma bouteille
Je découpe tout le monde
Fais une soupe à l'oreille
Et vous torture avec ma fronde
Et si on se jouait un poker
Je mise toutes mes dents d'or
Ça te change du presbytère
Et si tu perds, c'est ta mort
Arrivés au grand campement pillard
Il coulait à flot ce bon vieux pinard
Elles dansaient là, les femmes de joie
Encore une histoire à se tuer le foie
Des océans traversés, des rivières naviguées
Des forêts brûlées, des montagnes piétinées
Notre grande épopée enfin récompensée
Encore une histoire à finir fauchés
À la fin de la nuit, tout le monde est cuit
Les douces poitrines ont réchauffé nos cœurs
Les derniers survivants se chassent à coups de fusil
Il est enfin l'heure de retrouver notre labeur
Lui s'il n'a pas sa bouteille
Il pisse sur tout le monde
Fait une soupe aux orteils
Et la ramène à la table ronde
L'odeur de la mort l'endort
Le goût du sang l'excite
Les peureux qui prennent la fuite
C'est le cahors qui rend plus fort
Bouffons, buvons et allons danser
Trinquons, chantons, allons nous saouler
Le vice, l'ivresse, la holerie
Sont les raisons pour lesquelles on vit
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8. |
Moonlight Spell
08:47
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Moonlight Spell
Rise spirits rise, and descend from the skies
Rise in the moonlight, kings of the tribes
Rise with the wind as the thunder is growling
Rise from the storms when the voices are calling
On the horizon, fire rings are burning
Ambient spirits, dancing till the morning
Legion of darkness falls down from heaven
Rising in shadows, whispering to ravens
Rising, Rising - Rising higher
Rising, Rising - From the fire
They rise in glory from ashes that have been buried
From dust and sacred fire, they're rising higher
No soul to spare, their grace fulfilled the air
The magic seeds they've planted, reborn enchanted
Blood runs cold as their wings unfold
By the silent spell through the voices of old
Let them come and let them rise
From the clouds in the skies
Voices, whispers, keep on chanting
Till we're blessed with magic lightning
Northern dragons rise at sundown
Casting shadows on the ground
Fields on fire, watch them burn
As the moon begins to turn
In the opposite direction
So the dead can be reborn
Rise from the burning realms of darkness
In the name of the sacred light
From the caves and frozen rivers
From the depth of eternal night
From the mist of northern forests
From the swamps of eastern lands
Spirits rise and spread your wisdom
In the kingdoms, by our hands
In the name of Trollkind
Call upon the magic night
Call upon the forest's creatures
Hidden in the northern light
As it shines, as it glows
Let the ravens pick the stones
Call the elders to the fire
Let them read the ancient scrolls
So close and so bright
Falling down from the sky
Let them glow in eerie silence
Let them dwell till the end of time
Wine is cold, demons rising
In the fog through the open gate
Let them join the chanting circle
Let them come to celebrate
Drink with us heathens, all night long
Witches and dragons, the young and old
Raising hell by the moonlight spell
In the darkest realms
Where the secrets unveiled
Hail the gods who blessed our feast
Hail to spirits, hail the beasts
As the legend was foretold
Some will rise and some will fall
In the endless spinning cycle
Some will reign above us all
Snow is falling, horns are blowing
On the night the spirits rise
In the dark, the wolves are howling
Shamans dancing till sunrise
Rise, rise, drink more ale
As it flows in rivers north
Moonlight follows a sacred trail
To the land that no one knows
Torches burning, moon is turning
Smoke and ashes, water splashes
Axes swinging, bells are ringing
Spirits rising, ghosts are singing
Rising, Rising - Rising higher
Rising, Rising - From the fire
From Volga to Sarre
From Moselle to Amur
From Dordogne to Kama
From Desna, and to Allier
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