Macabre Omen - Anamneses From The Past (Sirens Calling), [Official Video]

Описание: Country: Hellas | Year: 2020 | Genre: Epic Black Metal War
Taken from the mini album “Anamneses” CD (digipak) & LP available here:
http://www.van-records.com

Digital Album available here:
https://macabreomen.bandcamp.com/

Macabre Omen –
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Ván Records –
Website: http://www.van-records.com
Facebook:   / vanrecs  
YouTube:    / vanrecords  

All music and lyrics by MACABRE OMEN.
Produced, engineered and mastered by Greg Chandler at Priory Studio 2019.
Video arrangements and editing by David Thelen. Concept by Alexandros Antoniou.
“Sirens` Voices” captured, arranged and performed by Lindy-Fay Hella.
Additional vocals and backing screams by Sakis “Necromayhem” Tolis.
Additional “Phoenix” vocals by Greg Chandler.
Poem written and narrated by Antonis Antoniou.
“Mage of Lyderhorn” photo by Lindy-Fay Hella.
Album cover layout and design by Stathis Ridis.
Additional artwork by Heresie Design – Studio.

MACABRE OMEN is:
Alexandros – Vocals, Backing Vocals, Choir, Guitars, Acoustic Guitar, Classical Guitar, Bass, Samples, Synths, Howling Lyra of the Black Sea, Orpheus` Lyre, Bouzouki, Baglamas
T.J.F. Vallely – Drum Kit, Timpani, Medieval Drums, Marching Bass Drum, Frame Drums, Tambourine, Bell Chimes, Hanging Finger Cymbal, Suspended Symbal


"Anamneses from the Past (Sirens Calling)"

There was once a Phoenix that fell from the sky
it landed in my hands and then it died.
I thought it could be saved that it would rise
and you still think this is the reason I had tears in my eyes.
I once knew a Phoenix that fell from the sky
and you still think you are not the reason I have tears in my eyes.

Rise! Rise! Phoenix...

As I ascend the mountain of Lyderhorn
no witches come to sight, they are always in my mind.
Cold summoned by the elements, the wind and the snow,
seems incomparable to the pain within my soul.

Now with my lyra in the right hand and the courage to descend
into the Kingdom of the Dead.
Tunes of sorrow will serenade,
necromantic desires shall resurrect.

Always look forward and never look back.
Always move forward and never, ever... turn back.

Φεύγεις το δείλι δίχως αντίο
Πικρό το χείλι έμεινε κρύο
Φεύγεις το δείλι και εγώ κοιτώ
Τ ’ άδειο καντήλι και αναπολώ

Τόσα και τόσα έχουμε ζήσει
Και τώρα πόσο μ’ έχεις λυπήσει
Ώρα καλή σου αγαπημένη
Να ’ναι η ψυχή σου γαληνεμένη

Anamneses from the Past, Sirens Calling.
The day my mind is free at last, it would be the death of me.

Anamneses from the Past, Sirens Calling.
Now that my mind is free at last, I will set my spirit free...

Anamneses from the Past, Sirens Calling.
Now my mind is free at last, it will be the end of “me”.

Anamneses from the Past, Sirens Calling.
The day my mind is free at last, it will be the end of “me”.

I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel,
may the darkness be left behind for someone else to channel.
Erinyes may you rest your wings, there is no need for torment.
Seirines may your voices sing, I never want them to end.

What the mind can`t unsee, will be washed away by the tides of time...

With the hope to see your figure,
hear your voice or stare at your eyes.
Deep inside I know that the departed,
from the dead will never rise.
And I thank the Gods that the departed,
from the dead can never rise.