<![CDATA[Medioeval Metal]]>Ciao a tutti,
domani in unica data italiana si esibiranno a Milano gli Haggard.
Unici nel loro genere, appartengono ad un ramo più "leggero" del metal. Tale sezione viene denominata Medioeval metal anche se per le tematiche fantasy è da collegarsi alla corrente power.
Gli Haggard uniscono gli strumenti tipici del metal quale chitarre elettriche e bassi a strumenti classici quali archi e fiati.
Il gruppo è composto da 16 elementi ( un bel gruppetto, eh??)
E domani per il mio 24esimo compleanno mi regalerò una serata insieme a loro..
La domanda sorge spontanea: Tra di noi ci sono amanti di questo genere?

dafne

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Carina la musica...

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Per aspera ad astra

"An old dungeon hidden from all the light
Thirteen candles enlighten the dark
Shadows are playing their games on the wall
And a shimmering glow fills the arch

Now, as night steps as side, and a new dawn will break
Silently a new age of science awakes

Old theory that has been wrong
Power of the universe
Will take me to the place where I belong

Through the clauds of lies and fear
In silent moments it comes near:

In my deepest hour of darkness
They will shine.
(feel my scorn)
endlessly.
(The sword that killed the unicorn)
Splenderanno . per aspera ad astra

His theories and knowledge
Mean danger in these times
And those accused of heresy
Will not longer be alive
Hide, hide your secrets well
For in your darkest hour you should dwell

(Adesso sono qui.)
An old table covered with parchments and rolls
The great one has children of four
Callisto, Europa, Ganymed e Io
The bright universe to adore

Old theory that has been wrong
Power of the universe
Will take me to the place where I belong

Through the clauds of lies and fear
In silent moments it comes near:

In my deepest hour of darkness
They will shine.
(feel my scorn)
endlessly.
(The sword that killed the unicorn)
Splenderanno . per aspera ad astra"

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The Final Victory

"We are writing the year 1543 AD, the time the black plaque struck
Agen, here Michael Nostradamus lived with his wife and two children.
He confidently began to treat his felow citizens, but - unfortunately - was
not able to save his family from his old enemy...

The final victory
Has crushed the autumn silence
The vinal victory
Has crushed the autumn silence

Mortius, domine, lux perpetua luceat
Mortius, domine, lux perpetua luceat
Mortius, domine

Viju svet v notschi tumanoi
Ne prognat mne prisrak strany
Svet Negasnusei svetschi
Gorit, Gorit v notschi

So God has found him weeping
And wrath flickered deep withing His eyes
So thy shalt suffer
As long ago the one's been crucified
The keeper of the Lord's mark
Is rising up with this ability
Heavenly damnation
So thou shalt trust the seer... "

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