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Cliffs grin by the woods in a blaze, by boiling springs,
Skyforger made the azure’s smooth surface white-hot.
Svarog’s descendants rise smoke by scorching heat –
The Universe’s true creator knitted his brows!
Ой, Чуры-Пращуры
Да напоят меня
Мёдом-сурьей сладкой
Да с травами душистыми.
На Заре лицо умою талою водой,
Да улыбнусь навстречу
Солнцу красному...
А Леса – наш Дом,
В Дубовой Роще – Храм.
Да в каждом Озере – Алтарь,
Зеркало для бездны звёзд.
Забери меня
В этот Дивный свет,
Где Природа – Мать,
А Боги – Праотцы...
Poisons filled the rivers as veins,
Trees are cut like hair again,
“Black blood” from Mother’s womb
Is avidly sucked through boreholes!
Ancestors ‘re forgotten,
All foreheads ‘re broken,
Let’s bow lower –
Your “lord” is cruel!!!
Call dirt and rubbish
As “money and power”!..
So, Life’s last gulp
Is finally left!!!
We’ll stain our World
With soot and ashes,
We’ll give our children
To drink boiling flows.
We’ll mention Ancestors in fiery hashes
And rush to the arms
With red-hot claws!
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Oak Groves, Glacial Springs, Breath of Winds
Are Fanes o’Mine… How you could forget?
Makosh’s Tears… run through lead cloud-lids,
Drops fall like Life Seeds to Earth-Mother’s womb.
Soar high in thoughts to the azure lucid dome
To My Temples – where roaming souls’ trace is effaced,
Odes ‘re versified not for “the lamb”, but the Star of Day,
Stellar isinglass stones ‘re scattered in the ardent chasm space.
Zealots of faith leading mankind to its ruin,
Is there in your bible any word about My Shrines???
You forgot in essenian fables about the Nature’s grandeur!!!
Thralls, let’s glorify “lord” in your feeble cries!!!
Temples of mine… White Towers, Peaks touching the Sky,
Vast Steppes bear the Power of Epochs Gone By,
Tree-Idols… 're inearthed, stand alone sunk to one side,
Own names ‘re almost forgotten, unheard by the Gods…
Fanes o’Mine… ‘re cut, stubbed, torn out, drained
By a flock of sheep trusty in life in eden of christ.
My Faith… ’s broken, trampled, burnt, blamed!
And here just one of hundred is worthy of life!!!
Breathe with the full moon, think by the Universe!
Flow with the rivers and then – to the seas!
Caress with winds a golden grain field!
Here’s Your Life, here’s Your CREED!!!
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The mown dawns lie on the ground
Unseen beings dusted our eyes
At Hiems Mistress’ feet we are thrown,
Are we human or undead ones?!
We are dying constantly of insanity,
With an arctic slice – laying water glades.
Waiting plenilunes monthly mutely
Calmly slumbering in cities’ wames.
And then – run in leas, to our Dame
To rush with our might swiftly there:
“We were wasting long our immortality
For the men, being wretch ‘mongst them”.
Dear Mother ’ll fold us in her arms,
Aloft, as the chainless ones, we’ll die away,
But by the morn she‘ll throw us to cold ground:
“My very own, let’s go back now then!”
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The Age of Heroes
05:00
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The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see
Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory.
I cannot fight blindfolded and I'd freeze if I should see.
So I need to sacrifice my eyes to see all from within.
The one eyed old man had told me of a lake that no one knows of.
Where the end of the sky unites with the bottom
countless feet down deep.
And he told me when this world was young
into its depths his eye he had thrown
So that, though one eyed, he could see more than can be seen.
I'll throw my eyes into the lake
So that I will see from within.
I'll throw my eyes into the lake.
And when blind I will still see.
At the bottom of the lake
My two eyes will shine like the stars.
At the bottom of the lake
I will see no matter how near or far.
Regardless at which speed my horse
takes me through the night.
No matter how sharp the blade
of my sword seems to be.
Even with the aid of two pair
of eyes way up high.
In the end before the Beast its face
I would have had to see.
But with my two eyes in the depths,
my vision is supreme.
I see all things that can't be seen
but not my hand held out in front of me.
The face that makes men freeze
I now need not see at all.
I'll feel the presence of the Beast
but will not need to stare him down no more.
I've thrown down my eyes into the lake
So that I will see from within.
I've thrown my eyes into the lake
And now when blind I still see.
At the bottom of the lake
My two eyes are shining like the stars.
At the bottom of the lake
I now see no matter how near or far.
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The Eyes of Abyss
05:16
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Having travelled Veles’ path,
Being lost in your years as in lonely forests,
May you doubt the rightness of your chosen Way?
At the Worlds’ crossroad,
Reflecting on who you are...
But your chosen Way can’t be turned.
Feel no fear of life, you own this Land!
Kill, if you must kill, Gods won’t condemn!
Wars last forever, wars will never end.
Fight! Time has come! Fight, if you’re a man!
Through the light of the stars, ‘midst a gaping chasm,
I’ll never stray from my destined Way.
I was eager to doze in Black Winter’s embrace,
But my soul was comforted by the Red Star of Day!
Look inside your mind: it compels planets’ shining.
It isn’t equal to their absence, if you fail to see all details!
‘midmost the Earth, where Life is to be born,
Subterranean rivers spring from melted snow.
Look and see what is blind –
The Divine Fire Dance in the ardent Universe!
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Безупинна чорна лава, ненаситна жовта суть,
Пхне бенкет пожеж кривавих, зліше зла татарська лють!
Без церковних хитких літер зріс єдиновірний рух.
Напоїв карпатський вітер український вільний дух.
Честь славетна, всі до бою!
Вільним – воля, не життя!
Тільки в мертвих візьмеш зброю,
Їм байдуже забуття.
Смерч азійської кінноти зупинив карпатський щит,
Врятувавши від гидоти християнський кволий світ.
То не грім, не чорний ворон,
Не луна карпатських гір,
То повстала проти долі
Воля вільних аріїв.
Честь славетна, всі до бою!
Вільним – воля, не життя!
Напоїли кров'ю зброю,
В нагороду – забуття...
...Не тобі смердюча неміч, не потомственим рабам...
...Неіснуючім Нащадкам Непокірливих Слов'ян!!!
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9. |
Krada I: The Blood
07:40
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10. |
Krada II: The Surya
04:06
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11. |
Krada III: The Fire
04:11
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Munruthel Kharkiv, Ukraine
MUNRUTHEL is a one-man band driven by Vladislav "Munruthel" Redkin. Started in 1988 under name SILENTIUM, project was
renamed to the author's pseudonym MUNRUTHEL in 1997.
Project drifted from the Dark Ambient in the early works into majestic Symphonic Pagan Metal as it is known nowadays after releases of two recent albums "Epoch of Aquarius" (2006) and "CREEDamage" (2012).
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