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Vitruvian
03:24
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The scape coated by a giant cloud
Darkens the mountains and the ancient soils
Doesn't give off any noise and slowly engrave the fields
Grave to the skyless robe
Signals of storm on the emperor's throne
Eroded on this grey pale stone
On the skies of Alps, Upon lands of Selvans
It flutters silently again
No one can listen to the voice of the wilderness
Under this stream
Frost of memories that darkness cals
In a world defected by a new form of god
Silently grows the last generation of scorn, too suffocating for this world
Wherever we may escape
In barren lands lost in an endless space
Forgotten even by men by not by folklore
Darkness anyway coats this stone
On the skies of Alps, Upon lands of Selvans
It flutters silently again
No one can listen to the voice of the wilderness
Under this stream
Today it was torn down, the first of ash
Yggdrasil, tree of the worlds
from there comes the dew
That rains in the valleys
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Pale and adsorbed
Behind coils of dusk dark and silent
Like the shadow of and ancient oak
She treads the Ways of Fire
The whiter of the days will come
And the night will root her thoughts
Fire to the light, striving to be born again
I'm here lit by the light of a world in flames
I try to find the beauty in decadence
Samonios, something wild has happened here
Down by the stream, by water and wind
This ground was not stillborn
Poison's coming down from the clouds
Fire to the light, striving to be born again
I'm here lit by the light of a world in flames
I try to find the beauty in decadence
I'm here lit by the light of a world in flames
I try to find the beauty in decadence
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On Whispering Hills
04:19
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It plucks tiffs of sunrise spells
The tousled western Zephyr
It will come to bring the gentians
On the lawns of the highest valleys
Like a twilight taunted
By threatening dawn and silence
Of needles is covered the path
Like slope woodland
Coldest face of Northern Gale
Draw your rune before my eyes
Spiri of a land that doesn't believe
Son of a world that doesn't forgive
Wandering stars will never melt
The snow of the Alpine peaks
Wake up and open your eyes above
Remind to the world that Nature is one and all
Wake up and open your eyes above
Remind to the world that Nature is one and all
On the hills the wind roams
And speaks to me "Is this your Vinland?"
Now the flowers grows on the debris
The leaves fall down and the crows fly alone
Spring of this lifeless world
This song is made for you
Like a bird, I hope, you will fly again
Through the fields of the Alpine lands
Spring of this lifeless world
This song is made for you
Like a bird, I hope, you will fly again
Through the fields of the Alpine lands
Spring of this lifeless world
This song is made for you
Like a bird, I hope, you will fly again
Through the fields of the Alpine lands
Spring of this lifeless world
This song is made for you
Like a bird, I hope, you will fly again
Through the fields of the Alpine lands
Wake up and open your eyes above
Remind to the world that Nature is one and all
Wake up and open your eyes above
Remind to the world that Nature is one and all
On the hills the wind roams
And speaks to me "Is this your Vinland?"
Now the flowers grows on the debris
The leaves fall down and the crows fly alone
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Insubria Bergamo, Italy
Fall, Alps, tradition.
Cold stone loves the red leaves covering its paths.
Since their first
line up in 2017, Insubria always aimed to move away from the European Folk
Metal criteria and clichés. Pagan and Celtic themes have left room to the imagery of their
homeland: The Alps, their primary inspiration.
Welcome to the Alpine lands.
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