[Viking Metal] Forefather

[turael]

Forefather
Engla Tocyme



Год: 2002
Стиль: English Heathen Metal
Страна: Великобритания, Ледерхед, графство Суррей
Формат: mp3@VBR_192-320kbps
Размер: 68 Мб.

Треклист:
1. Engla Tocyme 05:45
2. Into The Forever 05:28
3. Iron Hand 04:41
4. Fifeldor 05:33
5. The Swan´s Road 03:36
6. Forever In Chains 06:54
7. The Fate Of Kings 08:01
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Полное время альбома: 50:32



Английская группа Forefather была создана осенью 1997 года двумя музыкантами, известными под псевдонимами Athelstan (‘noble-stone’) и Wulfstan (‘wolf-stone’ ). Два эти англичанина решили организовать серьёзный долгосрочный проект. Концепция группы основана на англосаксонской истории, эпосе ( Беовульф и т.д. ) и культуре. Музыкально группа напоминает лучшие образцы современного viking metal. Сами же они именуют свой стиль English Heathen Metal ( английский языческий металл ).
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Лирика:

1. Engla Tocyme (The Coming Of The English)

Men of the sea, on the waves they did ride
Drifting toward their new dawn
Sailing forth with the wind as their guide
Fathers of a kingdom to be born

Their blood flows in me
Through their eyes I see
With their spirit I shall bring down my blade
I speak with their words
Their callings I have heard
For their honour I shall bring down my blade

Offa's sons, by the waters they fared
Gliding beyond Angeln's plains
Swiftly on to their fortunes ahead
Masters of a land to be claimed

Old English: Hruron and feollon cynelicu getimbru somod and anlipie, and gehw?r sacerdas and
m?ssepreostas betwuh wibedum w?ron sl?gene and cwielmde; biscopas mid folcum buton?nigre are
sceawunge?tg?dre mid iserne and lige fornumene w?ron.

2. Into The Forever

Intensity – A fire does burn in us
Adversity – Nothing can hinder us
Fervency – Strong enough is no enemy
Victory – Eminence is our destiny

Mortality – We're not afraid of the other side
Bravery – From our fate we refuse to hide
Ignominy – In our hearts is no room for shame
Prosperity – What is ours we shall now regain

To the battle we'll storm and fill the souls of our foe with fear
Crush their towers and their rule until all signs of them disappear

Supremacy – Redeeming our dignity
Liberty – free of nonentity
Mastery – toward our own ends we go
Eternity – into the forever we flow

3. Iron Hand (The Thousand Years War)

A dark cloud descends on our domain
The storm of dread, the wielder of pain
Pounded by the iron rain up high
Now an onslaught of terror is nigh

A war has begun
The war must be won

Fortress so tall to oppress her
Lord of enforcement, aggressor
Founding a war that will run
For a thousand years to come

Born to rule with an iron hand
Waging fire throughout the land
Work the machine, blood, sweat and tears
This war will run for a thousand years

Baron ways bring barren lands
Feuding for power, blood on their hands
Overlords with ambition deranged
Ruthless rule, a kingdom up in flames

4. Fifeldor

In times of old beyond the sea
When W?rmund ruled the Angelcynn
To him was born a worthy son
That would in time a hero become
Raiders from the borderlands
English blood on Myrging hands
The time would come for swords to shine
The time would come to draw the line

Fifeldor! Where Myrging blood was poured
Fifeldor! Where Angeln was secured
Fifeldor! Where Offa made his stand
Fifeldor! To hold the English land

Dishonour plagued his youthful mind
A shameful act by his own kind
And spoke he not a single word
But still with time he would be heard
Across the Eider Myrgings came
Demanding that tribute be paid (to their Swabian overlord)
The time had come for swords to shine
The time had come to draw the line

At Monster-Gate the duellists met
A kingdom's fate in Offa's hands
With Stedef?st prepared to strike
Steel would soon shine bloody wet
Around the Eider saw the crowds
A nation saved – a hero made
Knelt Offa at the Eider's flow
And cleansed the blood from on his blade

Old English: Ane sweorde merce gem?rde wi? Myrgingum bi Fifeldore; heolden for? si??an Engle ond
Sw?fe swa hit Offa geslog

5. The Sawn's Road

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6. Forever In Chains

Walls surround me as the years pass slowly by
Wonder I might have been
Battle-slaughter and a kingdom overthrown
Are only shadowy tales for me

My kingly blood, it has condemned me to this fate
I'll never see the light of day again
How I long to have fought with my brothers side by side
Only death shall end my pain

While kings and men are slain
As royal buildings rise and fall
These walls shall be my home
I'll be forever in chains

Darkness fills me but my dignity prevails
Prison walls are all I know
History unfolds as I am left behind
Trapped within a web of time

The nobility of his forebears, his simple manners
His sound views and honourable judgements
The strength of his body and the fire of his intellect
All these glorify the Earl Wulfnoth
Exile, prison, darkness, inclosure, chains
Receive the boy and forsake the old man
Caught up in human bonds he bore them patiently
Bound even more closely in service to God

7. The Fate Of Kings

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Forefather
Ours Is The Kingdom



Год: 2004
Стиль: English Heathen Metal
Страна: Великобритания, Ледерхед, графство Суррей
Формат: mp3@256kbps
Размер: 110 Мб.

Трэклист:
01. The Shield-Wall
02. Ours is the Kingdom
03. Proud to be Proud
04. The Golden Dragon
05. Smashed by Fate
06. The Sea-Kings
07. To The Mountains They Fled
08. The Folk That Time Forgot
09. Threads of Time
10. Keep Marching On
11. Rebel of the Marshlands
12. Wudugast

Лирика:

1. The Shield-Wall

When the fiends have come there is nowhere to hide
I must swing my axe, by brother at my side
Feeding on our own fear, passions running high
Fleeing not a choice, better to fight and die

In the shield-wall we stand to defend our land
Holding on til the end

Brace the storm and keep the shining blades at bay
Fight to let our kingdom live another day
Heed the old ones' cries, we mustn't let them down
We will slaughter them to keep them from the crown

In the shield-wall we stand to defend our land
Holding on til the end

Flanas gesecaþ me
Ecga beataþ me
Beornas wieldaþ me
Cyningas sind genered þurh me

Iren gewundaþ me
Wæpen deriaþ me
Cempa teoraþ me
Cynedom is gewered þurh me

In the shield-wall we stand to defend our land
Holding on til the end

2. Ours Is The Kingdom

Our hearts lie not in heaven
Nor eastern desert sands
With eyes closed to your saviour
Our fate is in our hands
Great glass eyes look down on me
So lofty and so great
In your world we are filth
Toys of your lord to dominate

High spires reach for Dunor's sky
A misfit court of stone
Like flame upon the water
In stands there all alone
You say our ways are evil
That devil's seed we sow
Yet we have greater wisdom
Than you will ever know

Your lodging here is ended
Your welcome here is ceased
No honour left bestowed
Our open hand now iron fist
Ours is the kingdom
On land, up high, on sea
In jest we let you play
But now's our time for victory

The storm is ever brewing
A power rising fast
Lightning strikes our veins
As we see the bridge at last

As we ride the endless
The truth's seem only lies
The few that faced the fire
Honoured as the kings
Now we ride the deathless
Our kingdom has returned
Of fallen kings and heroes
Our children now have learned

Your lodging here is ended
Your welcome here is ceased
No honour left bestowed
Our open hand now iron fist
Ours is the kingdom
And this we proudly hail
Your teachings have no truth
Our heathen land will now prevail

3. Proud To Be Proud

When Offa spilled myrging blood we were proud
When Hengest routed the weals we were proud
When Penda withstood the cross we were proud
When Alfred stayed the danes we were proud

Heroes passed unto ye we give hail
Mighty men without fear, without shame
Some will say that our pride is a sin
But in their name we'll unite and we're proud to be proud

When victory was won at Brunanbur we were proud
When Byrnthoth raised his sword we were proud
When Halord destroyed Hardrada we were proud
When Hereward defied the bastard we were proud

Heroes passed unto ye we give hail
Mighty men without fear, without shame
Some will say that our pride is a sin
But in their name we'll unite and we're proud to be proud

Slowly with time the past slips away
But deep in our souls their memory stays
Weapons of guilt won't conquer our minds
Just strengthen our will to defy

The ignorant void ever opening wide
But we keep their names and spirits alive
Arrows of fear won't pierce our minds
Just strengthen our will to defy

Heroes passed unto ye we give hail
Mighty men without fear, without shame
Some will say that our pride is a sin
But in their name we'll unite and we're proud to be proud

4. The Golden Dragon

Papal banner, cross bears the red of the blood we shed
Gave his blessing, leaving the heart of the nation dead
Ancient sunwheel stolen and warped for a demigod
Raised in our name, you will worship what you hate and fought

Sign of conquest buries the past in the centuries
Beasy in lsumber lurks in their deepest and darkest fears
Restless dragon guarding the horde of our destiny
Fuck your standart, watch in despair as we're breaking free

Show them our sign, raise it up high
Banish their, symbol of conquest
Tear it to shreds, burn it to ash
Throw of the weight of enslavement
Oper your souls to our mark of old
Don't let the false one deceive you
Now is the time, we shall rule again
Bring down the cross that subdued you

The golden dragon flying high again...

Dragon slayer, so goes the myth and the history
With sword we severed, cut us adrift from our unity
Drifting, wondering what is amiss, what it means to be
Raise the dragon, find the answer to the mystery

Show them our sign, raise it up high
Banish their, symbol of conquest
Tear it to shreds, burn it to ash
Throw of the weight of enslavement
Oper your souls to our mark of old
Don't let the false one deceive you
Now is the time, we shall rule again
Bring down the cross that subdued you

The golden dragon flying high again...

5. Smashed By Fate

Falling towers of stone, smashed by fate
The giants' craft declines, undermined by age
Once shining and strong with celebration of men
Until the mighty one swept them away

Their warrior destroyed with war
The times of affliction came
Their shining realms in ruin, deserted and decayed
Where bold, proud-hearted men looked on riches bright
Behold the power of fate at this crumbling site

The earth's grip holds as eras pass
We took what we wanted and claimed it as ours
Many a storm these shadow kingdoms have seen
Grey with lichen, stained with blood and misery

Once they looked on riches, possessions, precious stones
Everything must die, all that's left is echoes
Legends fading day by day, cracks are gaping wide
Till mighty fate will sweep away their ancient work and pride

Their warrior destroyed with war
The times of affliction came
Their shining realms in ruin, deserted and decayed
Where bold, proud-hearted men looked on riches bright
Behold the power of fate at this crumbling site

The earth's grip holds as eras pass
We took what we wanted and claimed it as ours
Many a storm these shadow kingdoms have seen
Grey with lichen, stained with blood and misery

6. The Sea-Kings

"Across the flood to eastern shore
Riding the wind, steady with oar
Forty atrong, fifteen score
They come upon the eastern shore"

7. To The Mountain They Fled

From beyond we sailed the sea
Seeking new prosperity
We came for the victory
On the fields we cut them down
Stole their pride and burned their towns
These lands held our destiny

Routed and shamed to the mountains they fled
Soundly defeated they sadly abandoned their homes
A new force has arrived to remain
Covered with glory we conquered and
Settled our land – Englaland

From foreign soil they saw us come
They new the fight could not be won
We offered them no mercy
Ruthlessly they felt our might
In fear they ran into the night
We shattered their dignity

Routed and shamed to the mountains they fled
Soundly defeated they sadly abandoned their homes
A new force has arrived to remain
Covered with glory we conquered and
Settled our land – Englaland

8. The Folk That Time Forgot

A withering flower without it's roots
Sadly passing away unloved
Songs to sing and tales to tell
Vanishing into obscurity

A dwindling power bereft of soul
Quietly leaving the world behind
Names to praise and sacred sites
Drifting away to nothingness

But we'll resist until the end
Till the last of us shall fall
And we will love you to the end
Our folk that time forgot

A withering flower without it's roots
Sadly passing away unloved
Songs to sing and tales to tell
Vanishing into obscurity

But we'll resist until the end
Till the last of us shall fall
And we will love you to the end
Our folk that time forgot

9. Threads Of Time

Wise are the weavers who carry our destiny
Golden threads are the tales of our lives
Worlds entwining, a journey eternally
All as one are the earth and the skies
Three are the goddesses, pillars of wisdom
Spinners of what is, what has and will be
There is no escaping the web
You cannot defy them, you cannot break free

Enter the world and the sisters are with you
An energy knot in the fabric of time
To rulers of god's death's the debt we must pay
For creating the patterns of our life's design
Few are the shaman's who look upon everything
For this great gift sacrifice they must pay
They will know our choice at the crossroad
The strings of the universe will lead the way

Never-ending river flowing
Threads of time unfold

10. Keep Marching On

Now is the time, to the battle we go
The enemy's waiting, much blood will soon flow
But fear ye not death, no such honour so high
To fight with your brothers and die
Think not of failure and be strong of mind
Remember our women and bairns left behind
Dawn is now breaking, be ready to fight
We'll least our triumph tonight

For our kin we must win
Never stop struggling
Never give in
Show them our might!
Show them our pride!

Our culture and greed confined to history
Such a sad tale to tell so my warriors keep marching on!

The sun is now rising, the birds are in song
Let thoughts pf your families spur you along
Smiling they'll gteer you, a heroes return
Fame and renown to be earned
Gather your weapons, lock pity away
We shall be drinking as night follows day
Boasting of victory, praising our dead
And glorious times that lay ahead

For our kin we must win
Never stop struggling
Never give in
Show them our might!
Show them our pride!

Our culture and greed confined to history
Such a sad tale to tell so my warriors keep marching on!

11. Rebel Of The Markshlands

Wyrd has woven our path, now a tyrant rules our land
A beheaded people we are, our power in a dark one's hand
A final hope remains for those with the will to resist
To rally behind his name and defy the bastartd's rule

The joy of a battle won like lightning swept away
Our kingdom seized by those with the serpent's eye

Rebel of the marchlands, banished to the shade
Defender of our honour, a prisoner of time
Forgotten freedom fighter, outlaw of the fens
The spirit of the warder shall rise in us again

12. Wudugast

For centuries roaming among these beams
My ghostly voice haunting and whistling through the trees
Rarely seen but always my presence felt
A lonely soul trapped between life and death
Condemned to dwell

In this wood my spirit shall stay
Until time will take this forest away

A man of war, wearied and battle-stained
Then came my fate, by an arrow felled but here remained
A sorry heart, my thoughts my only friend
Wandering on, and I fear my pain will never end

Some say they've seem me floating from tree to tree
Hooded and clad in green, shrouded in mystery
Some say they've heard me singing my mournful song
Crying for anyone to set my spirit free

In this wood my spirit shall stay
Until time will take this forest away

Рецензия с MetalLibrary.ru:

Ну "праотцы", ну дают! Не каждый день приходиться слышать Viking metal такого высочайшего качества. Хотя постойте, кажется, я оговорился, но не насчет качества диска, а в определении стиля. Ведь братья Athelstan и Wulfstan англичане, и с исторической точки зрения находятся по другую линию фронта в битве северных народов, так что более правильно называть музыку исполняемую группой Anglo Saxon metal. Тем не менее, как не называй музыку Forefather, вердикт будет один и тот же – великолепно.

Диск содержит 12 вещей, каждая из которых является маленьким хитом. Причем как мне показалось стилистически альбом разбит на две части. Первые пять композиций выдержаны в стилистике мелодичного рафинированного Viking-black metal (давайте все же называть вещи своими именами дабы избежать путаницы). Два непременных типа вокала: чистый и скриминг, причем оба в исполнении Wulfstan'а, и оба весьма не плохи. В качестве певца музыканту удалось уйти от стандартного эпического звучания чистого вокала, что на мой взгляд считается только за плюс, ну а искаженный вокал звучит тоже весьма живописно, и не напрягает ощущением того что вокалист при исполнении этих партий "лез из кожи вон". Все очень органично, и мелодично. Едем дальше...

Самая отличная тема на диске трек № 6 "The Sea-Kings". Это инструментальная композиция сразу выбивающаяся из ряда первых пяти Viking-black metal боевиков абсолютной нестандартностью и удивительной атмосферой, в чем-то даже близкой к джазовой импровизации (быть может так эта тема и была придумана где-нибудь на репетиции). И вот что я скажу: звучал бы весь альбом в духе этой темы отправили бы "отцы" к праотцам добрую половину бойцов мировой викинг-метал сцены!

Как будто освободившись этой композицией от внутренних стилистических оков, оставшиеся шесть треков до конца диска Forefather отдали на откуп всевозможным экспериментам. Уже на 7-й композиции "To The Mountains They Fled" мы слышим уже более живую мелодию, чем на первых 5-и треках. Эту тему скорее можно назвать heavy power metal с северной мелодикой, отлично! Вообще вторая часть диска произвела на меня даже большее впечатление чем первая. Вы только послушайте соло гитару на "Threads Of Time" еще одной композиции с заметным влиянием power. Великолепные мелодии, отличный вокал, очень разнообразные композиции, что еще нужно для счастья?

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Вердикт. Отличный альбом, ставим на полку рядом с Thyrfing и Moonsorrow.

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[turael]

Forefather
Deep Into Time (Re-Issued 2002)



Год: 2002
Стиль: English Heathen Metal
Страна: Великобритания, Ледерхед, графство Суррей
Формат: mp3@256kbps
Размер: 82 Мб.

Трэклист:
1. Intro
2. Natural Chaos
3. Deep Into Time
4. Immortal Wisdom
5. Visions Of Elders
6. These Lands
7. Dusk To Dawn
8. Ancient Voice
9. The Ornamented Sword
10. The Wilde Dance

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turael, перезалей пож-ста оба, плизз

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[turael]

Forefather
The Fighting Man



Год: 2000
Стиль: English Heathen Metal
Страна: Великобритания, Ледерхед, графство Суррей
Формат: mp3@320kbps
Размер: 100 Мб.

Трэклист:
1. The Fighting Man
2. A New Dawn
3. Together They Stood
4. For These Shores
5. The Call To Arms
6. Out Of Darkness
7. The Paths Of Yesterdays
8. The Last Battle
9. When Our England Died

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Forefather
Legends Untold



Год: 2000
Стиль: English Heathen Metal
Страна: Великобритания, Ледерхед, графство Суррей
Формат: mp3@320kbps
Размер: 84,3 Мб.

Трэклист:
1. The Fyrdmen Cometh (previously unheard demo track)
2. Winds Of Eternal Freedom (demo version of Immortal Wisdom)
3. Visions Of Elders (demo version)
4. These Lands (demo version)
5. The Paths Of Yesterdays (demo version)
6. These Lands II (original DIT track)
7. Ancient Voice (synth version)

Более заметно влияние блэка нежели на поздних работах, но местами. Преобладает чистый вокал как и в остальных работах.

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