ELVENKING - The Moon And Magic (2021) // Official Music Video // AFM Records

Описание: Elvenking - The Moon And Magic (2021) // Official Music Video // AFM Records
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Taken from the album "Reader Of The Runes - Divination", out August 30, 2019.
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A clear statement and display of their pagan roots, Elvenking sing of "The Moon And Magic" - an enchanting folk'ish track full of atmosphere
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Music & lyrics by: Aydan F., Davide Moras
Produced by: Aydan & Damna
Mixed by: Dan Swanö
Mastered by: Tony Lindgren
Editing by Andrea Falaschi
Band shooting by Gabriele Boz
'Reader of the Runes' costume by Valeria • IlCapricciolo (IG account: @ilcapricciolo)
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Lyrics:
He’s standing alone at the edge of that night
surrounded by blaze lights
Staring the murk, distant and dense
Where stories are yet to be told

At the back of a fable they ride towards crimson winds
That blow away

Ghosts on the horizons of a story soon to begin
On the altar of oracles runes are disposed
Telling faiths and aftermaths
On a crescent-shaped Moon in the dark of the woods
Magic

As the lord of a castle in black, he beholds
The abyss and the river below
The glow at the end, a shine in the night
An angel with death cold eyes

At the back of a fable they ride towards crimson winds
That blow away
Martyrs predestined to see their lights ripped apart

On the altar of oracles runes are disposed
Telling faiths and aftermaths
On a crescent-shaped Moon in the dark of the woods
Magic

For the trail of tears forged by the seer
Bare, unrighteous brilliancy
Oh the Moon, witness of revenant fallacies
“…Angel come to me…”

On the altar of oracles runes are disposed
Telling faiths and aftermaths
On a crescent-shaped Moon in the dark of the woods
Magic

For the trail of tears forged by the seer
Bare, unrighteous brilliancy
Oh the Moon, witness of revenant fallacies
“…Angel come to me…”