FELLOWS OF THE HAMMER
El tercero de los adelantos de la nueva obra de los italianos "Wind rose" está ya aquí, mostrando a todos aquellos que apreciaron su anterior trabajo que siguen el mismo sendero compositivo que van poco a poco trazando en una evolución desde unos inicios más genéricos hacia otros más especializados en las tesituras líricas del mundo Warhammer y concretamente de los enanos. Su estructura sigue siendo power, con presencia total y continua de coros épicos que te trasladan a ese mundo fantástico tan propicio para los amantes del subgénero, así pues todos los clichés generales como específicos de la banda prometen un nuevo capítulo en la carrera en ascenso de la banda, un nuevo capítulo que llevará por título "Warfront" y que verá la lus de forma oficial el próximo 10 de junio, es decir mañana mismo, veremos, o mejor escucharemos, de momento hoy en el blog el enlace al clip oficial de este "Fellows of the hammer".
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OeJdSFpcipM
Come and ride through a land of gold
Together we'll crush the world
On the hills a new kingdom is rising
In the fire of the smithy is born
And smithed by the anvil strong
With the hammer it has been forged
Through the clans of the dwarves reunited
The new blood of the realm now flows
We conquer for all of us
We're fighting for all of us
On the hills a new kingdom is rising
In the fire of the smithy is born
We're standing for all of us
We're dying for all of us
Through the clans of the dwarves reunited
The new blood of the realm now
Flows from the seven stars
And spoken by all of us
To be strong when the time comes
Is the oath made by everyone
Born in the iron hills
And trained in the centuries
The time for the hammer arrived
The clans are reunited in us
Take me down to the land of gold
Come with me as the glory is rising
Take me down to the promised home
We have awaited for so long
From the deep a song will rise in the dark
Hear from afar its call
When the fellows of the hammers
Sing from night 'til the rising morn
Take me down to the land of gold
Come with me as the glory is rising
Take me down to the promised home
We have awaited for so long
From the deep a song will rise in the dark
Hear from afar its call
When the fellows of the hammers
Sing from night 'til the rising morn
Come, and gather with all of us
Our destiny is at hand
On the hills a new kingdom is rising
In the fire of the smithy is born
And rally to all of us
The time to arise has come
Through the clans of the dwarves reunited
The new blood of the realm now
Flows from the seven stars
And spoken by all of us
To be strong when the time comes
Is the oath made by everyone
Born in the iron hills
And trained in the centuries
The time for the hammer arrived
The clans are reunited in us
Take me down to the land of gold
Come with me as the glory is rising
Take me down to the promised home
We have awaited for so long
From the deep a song will rise in the dark
Hear from afar its call
When the fellows of the hammers
Sing from night 'til the rising morn
Take me down to the land of gold
Come with me as the glory is rising
Take me down to the promised home
We have awaited for so long
From the deep a song will rise in the dark
Hear from afar its call
When the fellows of the hammers
Sing from night 'til the rising morn
When the storm is descending
There is no threat that we fear
All the hammers will be raised
By the clans reunited
Flows from the seven stars
And spoken by all of us
To be strong when the time comes
Is the oath made by everyone
Born in the iron hills
And trained in the centuries
The time for the hammer arrived
The clans are reunited in us
Take me down to the land of gold
Come with me as the glory is rising
Take me down to the promised home
We have awaited for so long
From the deep a song will rise in the dark
Hear from afar its call
When the fellows of the hammers
Sing from night 'til the rising morn
Take me down to the land of gold
Come with me as the glory is rising
Take me down to the promised home
We have awaited for so long
From the deep a song will rise in the dark
Hear from afar its call
When the fellows of the hammers
Sing from night 'til the rising morn
By Nash
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