STRONGBOW'S DEATH
Nuevo trabajo de los ingleses Forefather, apenas año y medio después de la edición de su séptimo larga duración "Cyrse of the Cwelled" de 2015 editan ahora este "Tales from a cloud-born Land" en formato "EP", es decir un mini disco con siete temas incluyendo la intro que han presentado también en un "Split" bajo el nombre de "English Steel" promocionandose junto con la banda también británica "The Meads of Asphodel". Nos encontramos en este "Tales from a cloud-born Land" con una versión clásica de la banda, con todos los elementos que caracterizan a este gran grupo y que serán del agrado de los seguidores de Forefather, e incluso si no los has escuchado nunca y te paras en temas como "Strongbow's death" caerás sin duda enganchado por la melodía y composición típica del grupo, eso sí, si lo tuyo el death - black metal melódico de corte folk, autodenominado por esta banda como Anglo-saxon metal.
Hoy quiero dejar este "Strongbow's death" al que me refería en el blog, como decía una de las canciones de este EP con más melodía y de las que primero se quedan en la cabeza, una canción de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kvqqrh4EXm4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kvqqrh4EXm4
Sturdy companion to the master of fate
Faithful retainer of the dark-elven blade
War-weathered captain, no bow was as true
Cruelly entwined in the dark foe's doom
As his bonds are loosed he is roused
With a prick of that treacherous blade
A fit of wild rage and a lightning flash
And revealed is his friend's lifeless face
Despair!
Quietly he comes by the captors at night
Rescues the outlaw, settles his plight
Hounded by thunder and the cold driving rain
Now will the cursed victim be stirred from his tormented daze
As his bonds are loosed he is roused
With a prick of that treacherous blade
A fit of wild rage and a lightning flash
And revealed is his friend's lifeless face
Despair!
Faithful retainer of the dark-elven blade
War-weathered captain, no bow was as true
Cruelly entwined in the dark foe's doom
As his bonds are loosed he is roused
With a prick of that treacherous blade
A fit of wild rage and a lightning flash
And revealed is his friend's lifeless face
Despair!
Quietly he comes by the captors at night
Rescues the outlaw, settles his plight
Hounded by thunder and the cold driving rain
Now will the cursed victim be stirred from his tormented daze
As his bonds are loosed he is roused
With a prick of that treacherous blade
A fit of wild rage and a lightning flash
And revealed is his friend's lifeless face
Despair!
By Nash
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