Wolves unleashed to fall upon.
Transgression’s seat,
Benighted Prospero.
For sorcerers: retribution
Witches now hunted as prey
Foemen in sight, brothers wet your blades!
Our lord’s decree: the murder-make
Fire rains down contrails of howling doom
Know your death at the hands of the Wolves of Fenris
Leman Russ, fury unmatched,
bolts and blades, psychic fire.
Maelstrom of war, astartes blood
washes the stones of shining Prospero.
Magnus’s sons, a thin red line,
can’t hold back the baying wolves he sees
From crystal hall. He sees them fall.
Psychic force spent at last
Maleficarum justifies fangs and blades
One option left, his final gift
The Crimson King in Wrath revealed
Cyclops faces Wolf in a battle of demigods
Victory or defeat neither will know fates sealed
by sword blades
Magnus and Russ forces matched
Relentless battle, breastplate cracked.
The Wolf King’s heart now pierced by fire
No wolves can aid their stricken sire
Frost-cold sword blade finds its mark
Cyclops eye now bloodied and dark
Lightning cracks the blackened sky as
Russ breaks Magnus’ living spine
Embers fill the air
Corpse wind, rising ash
The wolves’ war-work done
Leave Prospero to Burn
Legion Stormbirds fill the sky
Rising pinions of flame
The Vlka Fenryka, bloodied, howl
Victorious shadow cast.
Blackest night covers all.
Empty shells, masters call.
supported by 13 fans who also own “VI Prospero Burns”
A Pagan black metal masterpiece.
Folk and black metal elements fuse into one extremely catchy and awe inspiring album. This band does not disappoint from all the high praise sent it's way. Abyssius Murkraken
supported by 13 fans who also own “VI Prospero Burns”
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