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The Art Of Suffering
04:42
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A cold wind among the peaks
Sings a song of ice warriors
Here, where the art of suffering
Chose the bravest hearts
Pushing boulder up the hill
In the frozen world
I left behind
The last piece of life
Struggling for breath
I agreed to climb higher
Stand on top of the world
Choke with freedom
I did not meet angels
I did not find God
Here I am a man
In the dehumanized world
A cold wind soothes the soul
Sings a song of triumphant
Even if I would not return
I beat my weaknesses
Flogged with chains of storm
I became the Titan
Slashed with ice daggers
I have become immortal
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Mantra
05:40
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The storm cannot muffle
The Whisper of my prayer
In my body I am the Lord
And quiet words are stronger
Than the element
I look away from the storm
Listening to the voice of ancestors
In a solace I found the signs
Directing me to the path of destination
Guided by the mantra of life:
Love, lust,happiness
I give you your golden paradise
Blackened from the plague of ownership
From a whisper the scream is born
And a suffering sky collapsed
In the trembling air
Words of my mantra float
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(Text is a monologue of a man taking part in the combat during the Dukla-Presov operation in September 1944 between the armored units of the Red Army and the Wehrmacht in the area of the Iwełka River Valley and the peaks of Dania and Chyrowa. It is considered by the historians as the biggest mountain operation in the second World War. Local inhabitants called this place the Death Valley.)
Help me God!
I've stepped into the Valley of Death
Look as I'm trampling over corpses
Crumbling bones of my friends
Bathed in fire, fire and blood
Guide me Lord there's nothing else left
In the midst of hell created by men
Cover me with your peace
Or bring darkness on me
Give me strength Almighty to stood without fear
In the middle of a fiery storm
In the golden streaks of fatal rain
Purify my soul
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Nim Słońce Wyśni...
03:32
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Nim słońce wyśni
By noc spłonęła
My, zbudzimy swe nowe pragnienia
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Nangar K'Hell
05:03
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With the hype the dust settled down
And scream emanated from the ruins
Images painted with blood
Seem to be unreal
Eyes covered with sand
Can’t cry no more
Pieces of human bodies
Dance in the last throes
I was chosen by war
She hugged me like a mother
I was chosen by death
Cloaked with a shroud of sadness
Covered with armor of conscience
I'm standing in the middle of a hell of my deeds
The blood of the innocent is like water
Soaking in a cracked earth
Destruction is a hymn
Which I praise my lady
And souls like flowers
I scatter at her feet
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And The Light Is Gone
06:42
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My world in bloody delusions
Put his future in the flash of million suns
And cremated dreams
My world
By agony intertwined
With delight of love
Drowned the voice of the Gods in the scarlet ocean
And the light is gone
And the light died
And the light is gone
Darkness wraps the souls
Who in the madness of war found their purgation
And the light died
And Heaven with it
In convulsions of pain
Putting out all the stars
My world
In black robe
Funeral procession
Eden disappeared in the fog of overwhelming fumes of the New
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Kalt Vindur Dukla, Poland
Kalt Vindur is a band from southern Poland, our homeland is Dukla and Krosno. We play Subcarpathian Black Metal. We invite you to familiarize yourself with our work. Enjoy!
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