Thalarion Tunes Of Despondency 1. 911 - As the War Raged There are bonfires on the high hills of the Tatras There are desires for war on the hills of the Fatras There are choes of the loud roaring war cries There are the men of steel standing almost under the skies Up the hills the warriors slowly march They are shielded with the thick larch They are as one in body and brain They don't feel any fatigue and pain The pitiless battle is raging the whole night And masses of men are dying in this tiresome fight Above the battlefield the moon is shining bright And the stodorans are giving an abysmal fright 911 - At the close of the year Bravery and power of stodoran's tribe appear Absolute triumph of the stodorans is very near And numerous bonfires of victory are blazing clear The battle is over, all the ground is soaked in gore 20000 men were killed in the war The ugrians suffered a crushing defeat And the stodorans performed a great feat 2. My Bitter Overstrain This spooky night I am walking in the rain I am very tired to continue on my way Avoiding the other humans, living all alone I am curious who will soften my grief, my dismay The leaves are falling down to my feet I am treading on them quite indifferent My mind is free like a flight of a bird But my legs are heavy to carry on The falling drops of rain are accompaning me Along with the starless cloudy sky Half-dead I am tumbling down on my knees Asking the goddess Shiva for power, for stamina Behold the sky and see the clouds crying Keep your providential spirit, keep your brawn Behold the ground in the sadness drowning You ought to recover because the curtain is drawn With open soul I am diving into my memories They are grand but veiled by the sorrow Now is the time to gather all my strength Because I wish to live and see tomorrow Behold the sky and see the clouds crying Keep your providential spirit, keep your brawn Behold the ground in the sadness drowning You ought to recover because the curtain is drawn 3. Tunes of Despondency In melancholic waves of celestial gloominess Where the goodness fights against the evilness Crestfallen clouds are confirming their coolness As they have forever lost their contriteness Silent harmony is getting lost in a looseness But it still radiates some special spookiness Resolute melodies are gaining a spacious imperiousness Bringing only the time of gentle gruffness In kaleidoscopic whirl of sensual seediness There's an ostensible cheerfulness concealing sadness Placid tones are unconcernedly swimming in tediousness Veiling the sorrowful epoch of tender-heartedness All the atmosphere is abounding in deep softness But the melodies are coalescing into abstrusness Astounding mood attains the august slackness Where the downcast tunes fade out in timelessness In kaleidoscopic whirl of sensual seediness There's an ostensible cheerfulness concealing sadness Placid tones are unconcernedly swimming in tediousness Veiling the sorrowful epoch of tender-heartedness 4. A Tatrastream Romance The bare trees are blooming with frost And I am looking for what I had lost I grasped that the nature is a whole My life gets lost in a black hole It is cold, it's the freezing cold The loose snow is grating under my feet It is sparkling like gold The ground breathes heavily beneath the white sheet Oh Tatras, my land, mighty mountains Sleeping and slumbering in the stillness Unveil the mysteries hidden under the ice Stupendous knowledge of the natural steadiness I am trying to get me out of the trance As I am living through the tatrastream romance It seems to be so easy at a glance To live through the tatrastream romance Magnificent cascades are crossing my path Into the unknown they calmly flow free The clean restless waves offer a fresh bath To cleanse my soul and body to a degree Transparent drops overflow through my hands The omnipotent power of water gives me brands The water vapour is slowly surrounding me So henceforth I shall be living in harmony Oh Tatras, my land, mighty mountains Sleeping and slumbering in the stillness Unveil the mysteries hidden under the ice Stupendous knowledge of the natural steadiness I am trying to get me out of the trance As I am living through the tatrastream romance It seems to be so easy at a glance To live through the tatrastream romance 5. Tatyana Tatyana, in her heart obeying The simple folkways of the past Believed in dreams and in soothsaying And heeded what the moon forecast Weird apparitions would distress her And any object could impress her With some occult significance Or dire foreboding of mischance A preening pussycat, relaxing Upon the stove with lick and purr Was an unfailing sign to her That guests were coming, or a waxing Twin-horned young moon that she saw ride Across the sky on her left side Would make her tremble and change color Each time a shooting star might flash In the dark firmament, grow duller And burst asunder into ash All flustered, Tatyana would be seeking While yet the fiery spark was streaking To whisper it her heart's desire But if she met a black-robed friar At any place or any season Or if from out the meadow swath A fleeing hare should cross her path She would be frightened out of reason And filled with supertitious dread See some calamity ahead 6. My Weakness Destructive tendencies Still beside deep inside I'm too weak to survive And so faint to feel Do you know how I feel? The heat inside, exploding silence I feel I'm gonna smash or cry Who will give me more power More pleasure for my soul? Is that fear or anger within me To blow me up and disappear? Why do I feel so cheated? Not knowing where my guilt dwells Why everything you trust Must hurt you and then turn to dust? Expected relapses Overstrain all my mind I'm too slack to fight And much rare for sacrifice Do you know how I feel? The heat inside, exploding silence I feel I'm gonna smash or cry 7. Confined Marked with a touch of infinity The desperate archer Stained the bow with a legacy for future Just several moments before his bloody end The arrow hit its aim after the centuries And it was my heart As the candle in the keen autumnal wind Hero's life went out at inexorable battle Side by side with his slavic brothers His soul still lives in mine His memories are part of mine That deed lit the restless flame in my inside Confined in presence I suddenly became it Me, Niit'Ranian, created from the ashes of the hero I rise as legendary phoenix to honour And protect the rare heritage of the slavs His soul still lives in mine His memories are part of mine The time exists no more for him Who is marked with a touch of infinity Created from ashes I rise as phoenix To honour and protect the heritage of the slavs Till the last breath... to the death 8. The Endless Cacophony The freezing fog lifts high, carrying those dreams to come Spawned by the mirthless visions of what is true Of queer and elder mysteries beyond all belief Those tales have passed through nightshade shades Having spoken from the planets to the planets Since they walked upon the face of the earth Old frantic melodies of ancient entities Guided by madly whistling windechoes Furiously sweep across deep-hidden Triton's caves No man has dreamed of, nor ever imagined Tales of the woods, the odd memories Thousand of starmist's reflections Abyssal harmonies of shuddersome dark Archaic dreams of the old ones perfection The mist of dreams, mist out of time Where only gods walk their paths Where only gods dream awake At the thousands of silver stars The fog has built the image of divine And revealed the mystery of the ancient ones Mystery that no mortal dare to penetrate Mystery of the gods who've never died Who just slept the sleep of wisdom And dreamed their dreams in lotus gardens Far beyond the crimson glare of sunset The time is drawing near to awake from the fatal dream The final day of man comes forth To confess from the centuries of ignorance Far too long we've dwelled in lotus gardens Far too long have been kept within our dreams The dreams that are the only media For us to speak unto souls of men The time of us is about to fall Our voices are soon about to speak The time has come to awake from dreams It's the time of awakening Awakening of the gods... downfall of man The mist of dreams, mist out of time Where only gods walk their paths Where only gods dream awake At the thousands of silver stars Listen to their voices as they sing aloud Listen to the flutes endless cacophony For it's your life's very last melody 9. Fly Away Your fiery eyes, but heart of ice I will never be your another sacrifice That could be victimized for this eventide Because it would injure your affected pride Fly, fly... fly like a nightingale Fly, fly... fly through the gale Fly, fly... fly as far as you dare Fly, fly... fly and beware I am looking through the glass Seeing the time to pass I am feeling the strongest gust Diving my legs into dust Fly, fly... fly like a nightingale Fly, fly... fly through the gale Fly, fly... fly as far as you dare Fly, fly... fly and beware Fly away, fly away from me Try not to discover my secrecy Fly away, fly away from me You are left to my tender mercy Fly, fly... fly like a nightingale Fly, fly... fly through the gale Fly, fly... fly as far as you dare Fly, fly... fly and beware