H.E.R.R. — The Baron Of Urga

Описание: Back in 1886, the earth threw up a man,
A dwarfish-blond demi-god from the cruel Baltic lands,
His forefathers they had achieved some notoriety,
By siding then with Satan in crusading repartee,
Ungern-Sternberg was his name, frequenter of the b...ar,
A vodka-swilling target-practice life-extinguisher,
With Semenev he fought the Reds, he loved the art of war,
The ghost of mighty Genghis, he knew he'd lived before,
Buddhism became his creed and cities he abhorred,
He flew across the Mogol steppes and raised an iron sword,
He took the Chinese by the throat, as Alioshin tells,
The puppet-leaders vanquished and the Jewish traders felled,
Now sick of outside influence, the Mongols showed their hand,
And crushed right there forever, the invaders of their land,
And in their place there grew up schools and libraries by the score,
But still the Beast was restless and still he wanted more.

Chorus:
He rides across the icy plains, small-headed death-knell ringer,
Narcotics whirling round his brain, the Baron of Urga,
His cloak it billows in the wind, White-Russian Mongol-Fuhrer,
Consume the flesh of those who sin, the Khan as Avatar.

Within the Eastern territories, inside that bloodied nest,
The Baron devised a system, in which the ego was suppressed,
A syncretic blend of theocracy, Eurasian to the core,
A strong religious framework, for a man who lived for war,
Soon there formed a Cabinet, with democratic rule,
Key decisions made by rotten corpses one and all,
With Sepalev, the Colonel, and the Teapot by his side,
He sought a pure Nirvana, to halt the Karmic slide,
But the Marxists under Bator, they came spreading through the East,
And found the drunken hash-fiends at their nihilistic feast,
With the reeling Mongols slaughtered and their bodies void of soul,
The Baron he was captured, by the Bolshevik patrol,
Naked and defeated, with his charms upon a chain,
This one-great noble autocrat was pushed aboard a train,
And when they dragged him Westwards, with their Siberian guile,
The Baron Ungern-Sterberg there, was forced to go on trial.

(Chorus)

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H.E.R.R. (Heiliges Europa Römisches Reich) is a Dutch / English band that was founded in 2002 by Michiel Spapé (composer). Other core members are Miklos Hoffer (vocals/live percussion) and, from the second album onwards, Troy Southgate (vocals/live percussion/guitar). Musically, they have been described as neofolk, minimalist, Neoclassical and martial. They have achieved some distinction within those genres, particularly following the success of their second and third albums, 'The Winter of Constantinople' (2005) and 'Vondel's Lucifer: First Movement' (2006).

Key H.E.R.R. idiosyncrasies include Troy Southgate wearing a striped football shirt to perform 'Hopes Die in Winter' whilst Miklos Hoffer is known to yell down a megaphone during live renditions of 'Zachte Heelmeesters'. The overall style of the group tends to be dark suits or military jackets with shirts and ties.

Troy Southgate has performed vocals for Seelenlicht (Germany), Horologium (Poland), Von Thronstahl (Germany), The Days of the Trumpet Call (Germany), Survival Unit (Sweden), Sagittarius (Germany), Across The Rubicon (Poland), Funerary Call (Canada), Sala Delle Colonne (Portugal), Erich Zahn (Netherlands), Desert Divinity (Italy), Ollin (Poland/US) and Elvatorium (Poland/US).

Michiel Spapé has a side-project called Mirrori.

Collaborators
Oskar van Dijk (cello)
Inge Boot (trumpet)
Maria Southgate (backing vocals)
Richard Leviathan (Ostara - backing vocals)
Holger Fiala (Belborn - backing vocals)
Dev (While Angels Watch - backing vocals)
Cornelius Waldner (Sagittarius - flute)
Reinier Jansen (live percussion)
Christien Havranek (live percussion).


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