Get all 6 Cabra releases available on Bandcamp and save 80%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of My Pagan Cathedral, Summoning The Legions, As Mourning Descends, We Are Infinitus, The Ravens Oracle, and Cold, When The End Comes.
1. |
My Pagan Cathedral
04:27
|
|||
Fires blaze through the midnight sky
Beasts flow to the peaks of salvation
Leaves wither in the strength of the afterglow
Oceans rage and boil to the heavens
Cycle of perpetual symmetry
To sustain the breadth of existence
That which lives must always die
Through death can only life endure
She watches and provides
Bound for the fruitful harvest
I walk with her
Forever
The zenith creation
I bow to you
My fealty
My fealty belongs to you
I worship you
The ground, the sky, the oceans
My Pagan Cathedral
|
||||
2. |
Fiddlers' Green
04:14
|
|||
Come with me to the land of forever
Where drink is plenty
And the battles are infinite
Halfway down the trail to Hell
In a shady meadow green
Brothers and Sisters of the mounted horse
The only ones to descend
With Saber keen in hand
In this eternal resting place
The fires burn high
Only death in battle
Can you reach this place
Though some go curving down the trail to seek a warmer scene,
no trooper ever gets to Hell ere he's emptied his canteen
and so rides back
to drink again
with friends
at Fiddlers' Green.
And so when man and horse go down beneath a saber keen,
or in a roaring charge fierce melee you stop a bullet clean,
and the hostiles come to get your scalp,
empty your canteen and put your pistol to your head
and go to Fiddlers' Green.
|
||||
3. |
What Lies Beyond
04:00
|
|||
She whispers
My fate to the darkening skies
I once
Believed I’d never die
We raid
With fevered madness abound
Undying
Endured another battle
I know that she calls to me
Soon, I will be one with the earth
This will be my final contest
I see what doth lies beyond
I see what doth lies beyond
My eyes close
Blood runs cold
The ethereal plane of existence is what I call now home
Warriors before me
Fallen to the ground
Now embrace me as I make my final voyage
Gates unseal
The horns hum
Meade and beast fill the dead as battle rages on
|
||||
4. |
White Swan
04:46
|
|||
Born from the emptiness
Where fire and frost unite
The ice melts into the chasm
Clouds gather round the chariot
Fly over the fertile ground
Choosing among the fallen brave for the great hall
I desire that Hrist and Mist
would bring me my horn
The white swan gathers me
Upon the bosom of light
Never within sight of man
Without the masquerade
Omen of the storm
Bestow Meade to the warriors in the afterlife
|
||||
5. |
Vinland
07:51
|
|||
Cross the oceans
Sail the seas
This journey begins to the land of vines
We sail on and leave the old world behind
For we are the vikngr
Conqueror of worlds
Victor of battles
Believers in the gods of old
We ride the storms to the new found lands
We forge our path
Destiny is our making
Glory to the end
In the fields of incantation
As the new world offers
To the mother we are still beholden
Skraelings teach and the fields are plenty
Lakes brim with life
Tend the fields and hunt the lands
The night sky streaks of light
Age of the old ways renewed
Mother
Vinland
|
||||
6. |
Midwinters Hunt
05:31
|
|||
Unearthly nocturnal horde
Straddled upon the blackened steed
Eyes as dark as night
The hounds await
On frozen ground they ride
Their piercing hunters’ cry
Sweeping through northern lands
Unleash the Midwinters Hunt
Fierce and howling storms reign over coldest, darkest night
Stalking for the lost soul in the snow
Havoc, chaos, frenzy as they plunder food and mead
Master of Yule heads the cavalcade
Screams of Midwinters Hunt
Pull the dead from the underworld
Apparitions haunt the lands
Darkness
|
||||
7. |
Sif
05:45
|
|||
Journey over the northern lands and calm the winter winds
To aid the farmer’s hands with her golden hair
To grow the fields and yield long heavy ears of corn
And ease the path of winters wrath
Amidst morning, day and night
The jeweled comb runs through
Washed in the purest streams
And dried on sunning stone
In high regard
Of her sun kissed mane
She closes her eyes and sleeps to pass the day
Slumber
Slumber by the magic from the god of mischief and fire
Severed Thor’s greatest treasure
Curls lay on the ground as tears begin to fall
Her crowning beauty
Flows no more
Her bare skin cold and weightless beyond middays light
Led in veil to the court of the immortals
In search of the wicked one
To make him right the wrong
To the lady of the house of thunder
Beneath the earth are the guardians
With hammers and tongs to craft
The cap of golden hair
For the goddess of the harvest
The wicked one returns
Unveil
Unveil thy self
Her radiance returns
She dances with renewed life
Bliss in her eyes
Commence the gathering
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Cabra, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp