From the recording OLD BLOOD RISING
A mystical Slavic-Nordic folk journey through cold rain, moonlit forests and ancient northern landscapes. Fast folk drums, melodic lute, emotional violins and cinematic cello carry warm bard vocals and delicate female singing through stories of forgotten kings, old gods and frozen rivers. Atmospheric cinematic folk music filled with winter, memory and the timeless spirit of the North.
Lyrics
Cold rain
Dark sky
Northern rivers rolling by
White trees
Cold flame
Still remembering every name
Old roads
Black stone
Hear the old gods calling home
Deep woods
Night air
Ancient shadows everywhere
Moonlight
Wild storm
Frozen branches sharply torn
Old kings
Lost thrones
Sleeping deep beneath the stones
North wind
Dark sea
Winter breathing through the trees
Cold fire
White snow
Feel the ancient rivers flow
Soft light
Cold rain
Silver stars above the plain
Still rivers
Dark ground
Hear forgotten voices now
White sky
Slow fire
Northern forests growing higher
Old dreams
Moon glow
Hidden deep beneath the snow
Cold rain
Dark sky
Northern rivers rolling by
White trees
Cold flame
Still remembering every name
Old roads
Black stone
Hear the old gods calling home
Deep woods
Night air
Ancient shadows everywhere
