A stench of defeat turned here to “fresh air”,
And blood saturated the ground…
Your nature is full with fear of despair!
Your neck is with a shameful rope round…
The heroes eyes’ dark blue colour died out,
You bend down under the lash…
Obedience of sheep makes you to bow.
Wake up and remember: you won’t be white trash!
In ashes of burnt fallen hometowns
The war flames are still alive…
The heroes and widows world, firmness’ ire
Are coal pieces under the ground.
Shine as a spangle, die in the last ditch,
Shooting the last bullet you’ve got.
At least if one holds his land’s every inch,
Hope is alive! The people aren’t struck!
In clouds of splinters – march without fear
‘gainst the foes’ bayonets – ahead!
Never surrender! Don’t be sheep-like and drear,
Otherwise it is better off dead!
The wrath clouds your eyes with the red haze –
Retribution is the Gods’ command.
The spirit is firmer than fetters and chains!
Let the storm in your heart greatly expand!
I'd say Havukruunu is the rightful holder of the Crown and the mantle of Quorthon. Epic choirs, vikingesque themes and tales from the other times, of the Finnish paganism back in the days before our ancestors were brought to the cross and forced to kneel while feeling the bloody sword of saviour on their throats made to kiss the hand of murderers who burnt thousands, tore down our holy places and took our holy days. Eyes teary I listen to these songs, never forgiving the crimes of the cross! Peikonmieli
Abigail Williams has had a weird career with hiatuses and lineup changes, but they have finally perfected their sound on Walk Beyond the Dark. This album has such a refreshing and natural feeling that makes it one of the top atmospheric black metal albums of recent years. Ryan