SOL INVICTUS
Atlantean Kodex son un grupo alemán, uno de esos que tratan de decidir su destino sonoro de una forma personal, con una marcada huella propia que parece ir cogiendo un poquito de aquí y allá, en lo que a estilos y bandas se refiere para hacer su propia amalgama siempre, (para mi), con la calidad por bandera. El resultado es un heavy metal con influjo Doom y en ocasiones incluso progresivo y una vocación épica en la onda manowarística o muy de Virgin Steele por nombrar alguna referencia, eso si, siempre con un enfoque propio que les aleja si se quiere del concepto "true metalero" para acercarles más bien a un concéto de heavy clásico que hace en no pocas ocasiones recordar a bandas americanas de los ochenta que no llegaron a ser muy conocidas pero que derrol¡chaban talento. El grupo se forma en 2005 y desde entonces han editado un total de dos EP's y dos LP's. Hoy quiero dejar en el blog uno de los temas de su último material publicado, su segundo larga duración "The white goddess", de 2013, concretamente su tema "Sol Invictus", con muchos, (o todos) los rasgos que hacen personal su sonido, incluyendo esa aparente facilidad para construir canciones que se van más alla de la duración "standard" de los 4 o 5 minutos, sin que ello repercuta para nada negativamente en la escucha de los mismos, amén de los coros y el trabajo de guitarra. Un tema este "Sol Invictus" del que dejo un enlace a youtube de una banda sin duda para descubrir si es que aún no lo has hecho.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPLXwTRNEQU
In this holiest of seasons, twelve nights betwixt the years
The silence of winter is all-consuming
Our homesteads lie sleeping the old folks are watchful
Gruesome tales of corn-demons to forewarn the young
Over the mountain, to the hidden temple
Where the pillar of flames shall be summoned by the priest
On through the biting frost and the wind-driven snow
A belling of stags echoes in the woods
In this ice-cold Solstice night death and resurrection await
To invoke the rebirth of the sun
From darkness grows light, from ashes a fire to conquer the cold
The rites of Yuletide defying the times - The virgin-born child
Sol, Sol Invictus - Shining Guardian of the west
In saecula saeculorum - Conquer with fire and with faith
A solemn pilgrimage through nightclad wintry woods
Ghosts of winter screaming to lure us all astray
Neolithic magick, wisdom without words
Bloodbound memories pierce the gossamer veils of time
In this ice-cold Solstice night death and resurrection await
And summer shall fall on our soil
From darkness grows light, from ashes a fire to conquer the cold
The rites of Yuletide defying the times - The virgin-born child
Sol, Sol Invictus – Shining Guardian of the west
In saecula saeculorum – Conquer with fire and with faith
Blood-sacrifice for the three-fold goddess
Summon the Goat with a Thousand Young
Mithras Invictus Jesus Christus
Fire brings cleansing, fertility through death
Mummers rage through snow covered villages
Reaping the souls of the careless and young
Domina Perahta grant us good harvest
In barter for the blood of one third of our youth
The sunwheels are rolling, the hillside‘s on fire
From Albion to Attica old Europe‘s ablaze
Unbroken tradition, neolithic bloodline
The Horned God approaches, the chanting now fades
Il dyi ei ischturien. Ei ven ad esser sarain. Ei ven freid. Dieus mora!
At the standing stones the scythe will set him free
Bound to the oak, the Kingpriest‘s life for our creed
A crown of mistletoe, reborn for all to see
For a new year, in a red dawn, as the new sun
Sol, Sol Invictus - Invincible sun of the west
In saecula saeculorum - Conquer with fire and with faith
From Attica‘s green pastures to Albion‘s white shores
From Thule‘s boiling geysers to the walls of Hagar Q‘im
Beneath this fragile crust of this modern age of reason
A darker world lies waiting, primordial and pure
Hidden in the shades from ratio‘s great pondering
to rise when the stars are right
By Nash
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPLXwTRNEQU
In this holiest of seasons, twelve nights betwixt the years
The silence of winter is all-consuming
Our homesteads lie sleeping the old folks are watchful
Gruesome tales of corn-demons to forewarn the young
Over the mountain, to the hidden temple
Where the pillar of flames shall be summoned by the priest
On through the biting frost and the wind-driven snow
A belling of stags echoes in the woods
In this ice-cold Solstice night death and resurrection await
To invoke the rebirth of the sun
From darkness grows light, from ashes a fire to conquer the cold
The rites of Yuletide defying the times - The virgin-born child
Sol, Sol Invictus - Shining Guardian of the west
In saecula saeculorum - Conquer with fire and with faith
A solemn pilgrimage through nightclad wintry woods
Ghosts of winter screaming to lure us all astray
Neolithic magick, wisdom without words
Bloodbound memories pierce the gossamer veils of time
In this ice-cold Solstice night death and resurrection await
And summer shall fall on our soil
From darkness grows light, from ashes a fire to conquer the cold
The rites of Yuletide defying the times - The virgin-born child
Sol, Sol Invictus – Shining Guardian of the west
In saecula saeculorum – Conquer with fire and with faith
Blood-sacrifice for the three-fold goddess
Summon the Goat with a Thousand Young
Mithras Invictus Jesus Christus
Fire brings cleansing, fertility through death
Mummers rage through snow covered villages
Reaping the souls of the careless and young
Domina Perahta grant us good harvest
In barter for the blood of one third of our youth
The sunwheels are rolling, the hillside‘s on fire
From Albion to Attica old Europe‘s ablaze
Unbroken tradition, neolithic bloodline
The Horned God approaches, the chanting now fades
Il dyi ei ischturien. Ei ven ad esser sarain. Ei ven freid. Dieus mora!
At the standing stones the scythe will set him free
Bound to the oak, the Kingpriest‘s life for our creed
A crown of mistletoe, reborn for all to see
For a new year, in a red dawn, as the new sun
Sol, Sol Invictus - Invincible sun of the west
In saecula saeculorum - Conquer with fire and with faith
From Attica‘s green pastures to Albion‘s white shores
From Thule‘s boiling geysers to the walls of Hagar Q‘im
Beneath this fragile crust of this modern age of reason
A darker world lies waiting, primordial and pure
Hidden in the shades from ratio‘s great pondering
to rise when the stars are right
By Nash
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