Silent are the trees.
No leaf will talk to me, no grass will chatter here.
The clear pure waters're showing ladder to the sky.
Oh will i dare to touch the starshine with my human flesh and mind?
Quiet, calm the night.
My hands are stroking both Orion and The Moon,
I will be drown here for ever, maybe more.
Oh, let the starpath heal my illness
Through darkness to the core.
Step on these stars,
The sun no more my guide, i worship to the night.
The head of horns i see, the shine of golden leaves.
Come on, defender, i wonder where you lead!
I step into the light,
Enshining waters cut the night.
Awake me from my sleep and reap the dark apart.
I see the starpath shining bright through darkness.
I see the serpent king arrive to meet me.
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La traversée du désert n'aura pas duré quarante jours mais quatre longues années...
Avec Панихида, Батюшка renaît enfin de ses cendres et, bien que désormais seul (ou plus exactement entouré de deux chanteurs), Христофор accomplit un miracle. Il s'inscrit dans la continuité de Литоургиiа avec un black metal orthodoxe qui nous convie ici à une cérémonie dédiée aux morts. Sa vision est englobante : les mélodies, la gravité et le silence font toucher le paradis ; l'agressivité est luciférienne. Jordan Vauvert
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I'd say Havukruunu is the rightful holder of the Crown and the mantle of Quorthon. Epic choirs, vikingesque themes and tales from the other times, of the Finnish paganism back in the days before our ancestors were brought to the cross and forced to kneel while feeling the bloody sword of saviour on their throats made to kiss the hand of murderers who burnt thousands, tore down our holy places and took our holy days. Eyes teary I listen to these songs, never forgiving the crimes of the cross! Peikonmieli