Kai Rosenkranz - Northmar (Upper Level)
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Jesu – Conqueror
Drone doom/ambient/shoegaze. It's a kind of laid-back, meditative music (although, it depends on personal preference; it seems that way to me after listening to sludge-stoner). The vocals are clean and quite pleasant, although they might seem boring, like in many bands of this genre.
Drone doom/ambient/shoegaze. It's a kind of laid-back, meditative music (although, it depends on personal preference; it seems that way to me after listening to sludge-stoner). The vocals are clean and quite pleasant, although they might seem boring, like in many bands of this genre.
I'm too f*cking old
To sell my soul
To sell my soul
Arandor
From First to Last - Regrets And Romance
Be strong. Believe
Imaris
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Dark Moor - Dies Irae
Bring on more of that Mozart-inspired metal!
Bring on more of that Mozart-inspired metal!
Arandor
311 - I'll Be Here Awhile
Be strong. Believe
WishmasteR
Graveworm – Timeless
I'm too f*cking old
To sell my soul
To sell my soul
Вегтам
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Bergthora - Cider
A great band, somewhere between folk and minstrels. The vocalist has a beautiful voice.
I love my native Irish cider,
There is nothing better in the world!
My old grandfather used to give me
This drink since I was a child.
When the peasants harvest
Juicy apples,
The drink flows abundantly,
The village dances and sings!
I was very beautiful
In my seventeenth spring.
An English knight came to our village
For our holiday.
He sighed, hiding his pain
And almost left in tears,
But I shouted after him, laughing,
That I only love cider!
Chorus:
Smoke from the bonfires at sunset,
My head is spinning again,
God is singing, hell is dancing!
I affectionately called my native Irish cider
Cedric,
I called it Sir Cedric...
But one day the cider was locked away
In the damp church cellars:
The king was visiting with his retinue,
The bishop was running around.
The priest hoarded the harmful drink,
He said it was to give to the knights!
The peasants cried, God sees it,
They had to steal a barrel!
But the key keeper, an evil old monk
Grabbed me by the collar,
He recognized the girl in the dark
And reported it to the English.
And then the kindest of them, the king,
Out of boredom, suddenly held a trial,
I played the role of a thief
And a witch, waiting for the whip on her back.
Chorus
They whipped my legs
And burned my heels with iron.
Everyone there was like a devil,
All of them were having fun!
But then a familiar face:
The English knight is here too!
“She was with me that night!” he shouted,
Snatching the whip.
“With you all night? Then marry her!”
The royal decree was given,
And now my life passes
In the distant lands of the English...
He led me to the altar,
He led me to the altar,
And he kept asking me to forget
My bad habit!
I haven't drunk for forty years,
But my husband died in battle...
Bring the jug, granddaughter,
I'll pour us some cider!
Chorus
A great band, somewhere between folk and minstrels. The vocalist has a beautiful voice.
I love my native Irish cider,
There is nothing better in the world!
My old grandfather used to give me
This drink since I was a child.
When the peasants harvest
Juicy apples,
The drink flows abundantly,
The village dances and sings!
I was very beautiful
In my seventeenth spring.
An English knight came to our village
For our holiday.
He sighed, hiding his pain
And almost left in tears,
But I shouted after him, laughing,
That I only love cider!
Chorus:
Smoke from the bonfires at sunset,
My head is spinning again,
God is singing, hell is dancing!
I affectionately called my native Irish cider
Cedric,
I called it Sir Cedric...
But one day the cider was locked away
In the damp church cellars:
The king was visiting with his retinue,
The bishop was running around.
The priest hoarded the harmful drink,
He said it was to give to the knights!
The peasants cried, God sees it,
They had to steal a barrel!
But the key keeper, an evil old monk
Grabbed me by the collar,
He recognized the girl in the dark
And reported it to the English.
And then the kindest of them, the king,
Out of boredom, suddenly held a trial,
I played the role of a thief
And a witch, waiting for the whip on her back.
Chorus
They whipped my legs
And burned my heels with iron.
Everyone there was like a devil,
All of them were having fun!
But then a familiar face:
The English knight is here too!
“She was with me that night!” he shouted,
Snatching the whip.
“With you all night? Then marry her!”
The royal decree was given,
And now my life passes
In the distant lands of the English...
He led me to the altar,
He led me to the altar,
And he kept asking me to forget
My bad habit!
I haven't drunk for forty years,
But my husband died in battle...
Bring the jug, granddaughter,
I'll pour us some cider!
Chorus
Наше оружие - неожиданность! Неожиданность и страх, страх и неожиданность - это два наших оружия! Плюс безжалостность - три наших оружия: страх, неожиданность и безжалостность! И ещё фанатичная преданность Папе - четвёртое! Наше оружие включает в себя... наше оружие включает в себя... страх, неожиданность... я сейчас!
Arandor
SR-71 - The One
Be strong. Believe
WishmasteR
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Catharsis – Aim for the Cup!
I'm too f*cking old
To sell my soul
To sell my soul
Arandor
Paramore - Born For This
Be strong. Believe
Imaris
Dark Moor - A Truth For Me
Arandor
Alien Ant Farm - Hope
Be strong. Believe
Arandor
Rise Against - Historia Calamitatum
Be strong. Believe
Imaris
FGFC820 - 2009 "Law & Ordnance"
Arandor
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Bowling For Soup - Me With No You
pleasant. I like it.
pleasant. I like it.
Be strong. Believe