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"Conselho De Guerra (Præludium Bellicum)"
"... Finalmente, os castelhanos resolveram atacar. A tarde já ia avançada e o grito de guerra soou, como um trovão medonho, abalando a terra de Aljubarrota! Por montes e vales iluminados pela luz brilhante do Sol, subiu o clamor das trombetas, misturado com o ruído das armas e dos homens avançando em tumulto, à conquista de uma vitória esmagadora e decisiva. Os sete mil portugueses aguentaram a pé firme, aquela avalancha furiosa de trinta mil espanhóis! O pó levantado do chão bailava no ar como uma dança fantástica. Logo depois do primeiro embate, a surpresa do rei de Castela foi grande, e maior se tornou ainda quando os portugueses, manobrando com inteligência, envolveram o inimigo numa verdadeira tenaz de ferro e fogo. Era o princípio da maior vitóra militar portuguesa de sempre e de uma das maiores batalhas de toda a Idade Média!...".
*(Fonte: "Lendas De Portugal", p. Volume II, pp. 27-31)
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Aljubarrota 1385
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"Aljubarrota 1385"
. Tarde de Agosto de 1385 em Aljubarrota
As tropas comandadas por D. João I derrotam os castelhanos
Pondo fim à crise de 1383-1385
E consolidando Sr. D. João, Rey de Portugal!
. Morrer! Lutar! A batalha ganhar!
Não é o Reino de Castela que nos irá derrotar!
Morrer! Lutar! A pátria conquistar!
Em honra de Portugal o nosso sangue irá brotar! (Adage 2x)
. Numa das mais raras, grandes batalhas da Idade Média
O exército português, praticamente apeado, derrotou com valentia
A poderosa soberania castelhana, que nos oprimia há anos
E Brites de Almeida, a nossa famosa padeira, matou 7 castelhanos!
. (Adage 2x)
. No final do século XIV, a Europa encontrava-se a braços com uma época de crise e revolução. A Guerra dos Cem Anos devastava a França, epidemias de peste negra ceifavam vidas em todo o continente, a instabilidade política dominava e Portugal não era excepção, numa época em que reinava a sede de poder, a fome, a guerra... Por entre hecatombe das trevas medievais...
... Em Junho de 1385, D. João I de Castela decide invadir Portugal, desta vez à frente da totalidade do seu exército e auxiliado por um forte contingente de cavalaria francesa. Inglaterra une-se a Portugal fazendo frente à França, e adivinha-se uma das mais estrondosas e improváveis batalhas de toda a Idade Média... A Batalha de Aljubarrota...
. Assim consolidámos contra todas hipóteses, a nossa independência
Contra 30.000 soldados do exército espanhol e a sua tirania
Ficando para a história a bravura de Portugal em magnificência
E consolidando com o Tratado de Windsor, a nossa soberania.
. (Adage 3x)
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A Moment Of Clarity
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"A Moment Of Clarity"
. I'm back on my feet, to achieve what was once promissed
After getting in deep, no enigma, just trying to find a clue.
Like flies around shit, the parasites build their stunning nests
And hide from the society, that feeds them and try to push you though.
. A moment of clarity, was sealed for eternity
A moment of luminosity, after a lifetime in lunacy... (Adage)
. The rats start to spread, as speed of light in the vacuum
A beast of many faces, in a world of illusion and wizardry.
I can't belong to this, a disease corrodes my body and my mind
The illness of mankind, asphyxiation through the eyes of the TV.
. (Adage)
. Must fight! Must try! I'm struggling to stay alive.
Must fight! Must try! Better than make way to fucking die...
Must fight! Must try! Hate this people of the lie.
Must fight! Must try! Better than make way to fucking die... (2x)
. I'm back on my feet, to achieve what was once promissed
After getting in deep, no enigma, just trying to find a clue.
Like flies around shit, the parasites build their stunning nests
And hide from the society, that feeds them and try to push you though.
. (Adage)
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A Sea Of Doubts
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"A Sea Of Doubts"
. Turning out the wastes of a gone past, the pain I try to fend
Broken glass, broken heart, livid broken rules, will last until the end
And everytime that I think it probably will make of me a man
I return to the world of hurt and lose my sense again.
. Living in the shadows, I grasp in the shadows
I run from the shadows, in a sea of doubts.
They lurk in the shadows, my dreams in the shadows
I dive in the shadows of a sea of doubts. (Adage)
. And everytime I scratch in the dark to find my integrity
Here it comes, the spectre of absenteeism, weakening divinity
Maybe I should wait for thee, my goddess of eternal beauty
But there's no time left here for love, in the land of futility.
. (Adage)
... Some feelings can hide and run so deep, that they are better left unrevealed
In the divine apparition of the Angel of Death, thy future is already sealed.
I try to disembody from my deepest fears, but I must carry on alone
If placidity is beyond perpetual defiance, I shall find it on my own...
. Fight! Grab your honour
Die! In a corner
Death! Before dishonour
Recover your dignity and...
. Fight! Grab your honour
Die! In a corner
Death! Before dishonour
Recover your dignity and fight!
. And everytime I scratch in the dark to find my integrity
Here it comes, the spectre of absenteeism, weakening divinity
And everytime that I think it probably will make of me a man
I return to the world of hurt and lose my sense again.
. (Adage 2x)
... Try to make it sooner than you die!
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"Transilvanian Hunger"
. Transilvanian hunger cold, soul
Your hands are cruel... To haunt, to haunt.
The mountains are cold... Soul, cold
Careful pale, forever at night.
. Take me, can't you feel the call,
Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber.
To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace
Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood.
So pure... So cold...
... Transilvanian hunger...
. Hail to the true, intense vampires
A story made for divine fulfillment.
To be the one's breathing a wind of sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest Katharsis.
. Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count
A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal.
... AAAHHH!!...
. Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold.
... AAAHHH!!... So pure... Evil, cold...
... Transilvanian hunger...
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"The Fifth Illusion" (Rotting Christ)
. Excavate the ancient tomb
Expansion of my doom
Converge to the empty coffin.
A kingdom under catacomb
Furrowed background
The fifth illusion
Self delusion
The fifth illusion...
Prison warder of your dreams
A kingdom under catacomb
Furrowed background.
. Neutralize your fantasy
Banishment, spiritual abusement
His excellence...
Self - Abnegation, AAAHHH!!
. Excavate the ancient tomb
Expansion of my doom
Converge to the empty coffin.
A kingdom under catacomb
Furrowed background.
A kingdom under catacomb
Furrowed background.
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"Raise Your Fist"
. Friday night, dressed to kill, hell bent for the show
Shiny leather like a second skin, ready for the first row.
You want to go to meet your pals, but your dad won't let you go
He's totally blind, babbling wild, and he rages and he blows.
. "I don't want you boy to leave my house this way!
Your awful friends are gonna lead you astray
You better work for school don't join this fucking show
I won't let you go!"
. Come on kids unite and let us feel the flames of rage
Together we are strong so let's tear up this golden cage.
We shall overcome repression and their straining strings
The shackles have to fall as we will be metallian kings. (Bridge / Adage)
!!Raise your fist!! (6x) ... Tonight...
. Monday morning, ringing school-bell, homework isn't done
Teacher's gonna break your balls, don't expect no fun
The jailor's wild and furious, classmates deride you too
The wrath is overwhelming you, can't stand this fucking crew!
. "I don't want you scums let me get away from here
I don't want to be a cogwheel in your gear
I'm no marionette in your boring puppet show
So let me go!"
. (Bridge / Adage)
!!Raise your fist!! (6x) ... Tonight...
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Antiquus Scriptum Almada, Portugal
Antiquus Scriptum is a pagan black metal band, w/ thrash metal, folk and ambiental influences, that rises from Portugal and held by Sacerdos Magus since the distant winter of 1998... Six original full-length albums, so far, and a great pile of parallel (physical) releases through several labels around the world! Submerged on the bloody pages of ancient history, mithology, etc... BEWARE!! ... more
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