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Upon The Northern Shores

by Erebos

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There was Eru the One, who in Arda is called Ilúvatar; and he made first the Ai-nur, the Holy Ones, offspring of his thought…. And the music of the First started to fill the world of Stars Each string the wind spread the radiance of harmony Shed far in the fragments of His reflections The time was running and the sound of symphony were galloping through the paths of the ensuing tones finally as tough as a crystal of the newborn dew the bright light fades Their name: perfection The melodies of the beginnigs sounded And their faithful echoes wandered unto the void And filled it, denying the existence of nothingness The most beautiful among songs was born No more miraculous anthem will be conceived before Illuvatar’s end Those created by him will attain unity allying their power excessed And they will become the Esse There was Eru, the One, who in Arda is called Ilúvatar; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspring of his thought…. And inspired them with the imperishable flame So that in the form of harps and lutes they advance To internal beauty to discover the song of their minds to unite it with the goal But the soul of one of them was driven by the thirst of extolling his part Gripped by dangerous visions in the killing wish to create what never meant to be created Their name: perfection The melodies of the beginnigs sounded
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The dusk has fallen. The lunar sun uplift the shadow Hollowing at the lakes of the fulgent mist The titans carrying the dead on their shoulders Approaching the gates of the netherworld Those giants made of the human globe are treading where the panteon of stars thrashes the Rivers Of the boiling flame their still faces iron-born Their bodies covered with millions of deeply scars Silver nights, silver tears The jigsaw destroyed by the diamond of history Those giants made of the human globe are treading where the panteon of stars thrashes the Rivers The world is crying – the End is laughing Yet the world is dying – the End is here to stay with you Here the wrinkled with shining sparks And furrowed by the wars bygone The ruins of old eras arise Followed by the spirits of the past Seek their revenge in hankering and regret They will never wish to sleep! Only after the end the sages speak! The inner life effloresces most beauteously Whatever the end not knowing the beginnings The titans bend under the load of the dead More, more, more fallen are coming on their shoulders War is the father and king of all…
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By the splendor of the Two Trees Finwe and the Noldor Elwe and the Teleri vow to journey to Valinor Traverse the winding forests rise to an awakened form at the foot of the Misty Mountains the Nandor would stay As night falls visions of eternal rest gleam ever closer through mystical branches The moon shrouded by thin clouds an ambience of the dark evolves flowers of nightshade bloom faraway beneath the trees The souls of the Noldor travel beyond the shore of light A company of elves travels to claim territories West hail king Finwe we give to you our spirits breach the seal becoming elves above light
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As my eyelids close upon me a golden horizon takes shape Stretching out beyond the ocean I drift away into the soft cool wind All is calm and quiet the breeze passes almost through me Embraced in tranquility sensory magic telerian nirvana My body feels the ancient energy an eternity of warm light I disappear into my own mind as I lie upon the northern shores I want not to move away my heart lies in Eldamar
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Dawn broke over ,the mountains of light Red sun ,struck the rocks upon me In the grip ,of those summits I have known ,the taste of failure. I am ,treading on stones where millions ,of bodies sleep bitter blood ,is running down the streams ,of my tears Oblivion has gone away – - cursed remebrance of crestfallen faces Drags me to the very end With burning chains Nothing to loose now With the Sword of darkness I will thrust through my chest Let the wild winds Shatter my spirit Like a black swan Spreading its wings Nothing to loose now With the Sword of darkness An unkindness of ravens Filled a range of the mighty hills Here the sleeping knight lies Here the crushed god lies
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This album was recorded at Bóg Prosi, Szatan Każe Studio, Paterek, Poland and Raato Studio, Ylöjärvi, Finland
Mixed and mastered by Mariusz Wołosz / Sound-Online
Produced by Erebos and Mariusz Wołosz
Cover art by Paulina Łukasik
Lyrics for Melodies Of The Beginnings, Silver Nights, Silver Tears
and Over The Mountains by Jakub Lisicki
Lyrics for Splendor Of The Two Trees
and Upon The Northern Shores by Lane Chaplin

Erebos:
Dariusz ‘Erebos’ Łukasik - all instruments
Necto - vocal
Minna Mäenpää - guest vocal

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released October 20, 2020

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Erebos Poland

Erebos was formed as an Atmospheric Black Metal & Ambient solo project by Dariusz Łukasik from Poland at the beginning of 2017. Major inspiration for starting Erebos came from J.R.R. Tolkien's works.

While his first five releases were all instrumental works, the new album "A Flame That Pierces With A Deadly Cold" is the first one featuring vocals, done by session vocalist Lane Chaplin (Armorer).
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