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Divided Paths
00:46
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The hate of nature, runs though my thoughts
The fear of silence, I hear it as it talks
The rising of the fallen, pulls me down
The calling of the spirits, its where ill be found
The light of the path, it calls me now
I feel the wilderness, and winters bitterness
The calling of the moonlight, dark but yet bright
Controller of the earth, gives evil birth
It spreads like a fire, it gets higher and higher
The waves of the great sea, as it comes to me
I feel the light of the sun, thy will be done
(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
The waves of the great sea, as it comes to me
I feel the light of the sun, thy will be done
(Bass solo by Nathen Ehli)
(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
The waves of the great sea, as it comes to me
I feel the light of the sun, thy will be done
(Guitar solo by Michael Adams)
The waves of the great sea, as it comes to me
I feel the light of the sun, thy will be done
(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
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Wolves howling, bears growling, for the land of the spirits
High mountains, more then thousands years ago go will never know
The sky is falling down, the lightning hits the ground, I see the Thunderbird rise
the thunders getting loud, I start to fall down, surrounded by the clouds
It starts a fire, it burns the lairs, now the earth feels lighter now
(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
(Guitar solo by Michael Adams)
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Pamola
04:10
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The way it looked at me, it is not afraid
moose in a human body, the heart is decayed
behind the evil eye, behind the truth and lies
how grey is the sky, the snow is falling down
And it rises from the ground, how red is the clouds
destroyer of the mountains, cold as ice fountains
pamola,
pamola
pamola,
pamola
creator of winter, creator of the blizzards
look up to the sky and die
The stare of the evil eye, a live as human but the power of the great spirits
pamola,
pamola
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From the stairway he threw with the languages unknown
The words of truth and the cohort of fools
Named the man of black for the back of his hands
Where marked in numbers fourteen and two fours
From below the stairway, he entered the door
The torches were lit a fire, his marks were glowing more
He entered the room, lighting the walls of stone
As the cohort at the door were pounding for his blood
The candle in his left and the book in his right
His heart spoke the names and his hands were all a light
The man called of black
His hands were lightning the night
The night of dead moon
And the moon wept in blood
And his words pierced it's fragile heart
The man called of black
His hands were lighting the night
The night of the dead moon
They were many at the door, when he spoke towards
The icon at the aisle, was the night he ever adored
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Where Eagles Fly
04:01
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(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
The night of the the blistering wind
the trees of the greenish grime
I see the snow on the mountain fall
this is the spirits call
the trees breath is strong and tall
the night of the bright rising moon
time is moving too fast too soon
I see the difference in tragedy
time is the way of quality
(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
nothing is going to stop me
find me if I'm alive and well
it scars the enjoyment that's in me
find me buried in home land
find the way (of good)
where Ill lay (in the woods)
They shall pay (pay the price)
for what they've done (done by evil)
the faded sun (dark forever)
ill just run (no escape)
no more dreams (no more pain)
hear their screams (in their hearts)
what they've seen (evil eyed)
drowning in lies ( take one breath)
seen with eyes (what life beholds)
where eagles fly (sent by the spirits)
(Guitar solo by Micheal Adams)
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Mountain Ice
04:41
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I feel the trees frosting as they cry in pain,
no one seeing what the price they will pay
(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
walking into tragedies, caused by reality
emotionless land we live in, expecting nothing giving
mother earth give me strength, for my mind is so blank
looking for stars in sky's, while traveling through mountain ice
I'm called to be the warrior, cold hearted storyteller
blessed by the ancient elders, traveled through walking thunder
living in a story to tell, walked through a worst then a hell,
surrounded be a Thousand of trees, lived through tragedies
beware of the mountain
which it has to hold, traveling through the cold, now theirs a story told
(Guitar solo by Nathen Ehli)
a new meaning of life, is in mountain ice,
find me through tragedies, find me when I'm a dream
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Legendary Founding
03:30
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making a prophet with the peacemaker,
dark magic wipes out the people this is the life taker,
the shells are the healing, helping the people, in need of, the healing, cleansing the eyes so they can see
this magic will not win, even though the light is dim,
the shells...
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Soaring Wind
03:55
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(Guitar riff by Michael Adams)
walking through the frosting of winter, as the sun is dark and dimmer,
I see the light with no shimmer
this it the legend of winter
silent forest of the story,
down in the deep snow as wind is souring
like the deaf I hear nothing but silence, like blind I see nothing but violent,
like the ice weak and weaker,
hear the voices of the great speaker
(Guitar riff by Nathen Ehli)
fighting for our lives, in a group of five,
nothing fears me, as long as the spirits hear me
(Guitar riff by Nathen Ehli)
walking through the frosting of winter, as the sun is dark and dimmer,
I see the light with no shimmer
this it the legend of winter
like the deaf I hear nothing but silence, like blind I see nothing but violent,
like the ice weak and weaker,
hear the voices of the great speaker
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11. |
Symphonic Winter
00:39
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Hísemtuks Hími•n Spokane, Washington
Hísemtuks Hími•n is a Atmospheric, Melodic and somewhat progressive Black metal band formed in 2018 in Spokane, Wa. This project has strong Spokane/Nez Perce roots.
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