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Welcome To The Grove
04:07
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Tonight the moon is high in the sky
The stars above are gazing down
Gather around the firelight and join
To the sound of our grove
A song for the traveller who's far from home
A song to all those who walk alone
So they may hear and they may come
And join, to the sound of our grove
Here we have no king and we have no throne
The only place that we call a home
The night will fall, the fire will burn bright
And songs will arise, and tales of our might
And songs will arise here in the Grove
Outside this place that we call our home
The world seems to be burning down
A thousand halls will rise and fall
But here in our Grove we stand tall
For we have no king and we have no throne
The only place that we call a home
The night will fall, the fire will burn bright
And songs will arise, and tales of our might
And songs will arise here in the Grove
(Come)
Come to our light
Hear our songs of fallen times
(Into the night)
Come, come drink your fill
For tomorrow we may die
(Fade in the light)
Come leave out your pain just for
The lenght of our song
(Just for tonight) here in Grove
You're not alone
Drifters, warriors
Bring home your tales of woe
Sisters, Brothers
Let the mead and music flow
Welcome to the Grove
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2. |
Dance With The Fire
03:55
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Run to the cellar, you’d better move with haste
To prepare for the doom that is to arrive
And drag to the tavern the mead and ale
'cause the Mages are coming tonight
The room fills with glowing and spiralling light
As a portal opens in the tavern wall
Giving the folk such a merry fright
As the Mages step into the hall
They've put down their tomes
And their wands for the day
To raise up their pints with a
HEY HEY HEY
There’s a band with a spell
And a conjuring tune
'cause the Mages have come to...
They've come to dance with the fire,
Have a merry time
To vanquish their booze,
Sing conjuring rhyme
Charm band with a spell
Playing into the night
'Till the breaking morning light
The soiree has begun, everyone is having fun
People storm the dancing floor and are taking flight
They chant a drinking song, all the people sing along
'Cause the Mages are partying tonight
Tell the Grandmage to come
Join the fiery sway
And sing with the gang on a
HEY HEY HEY
There's a wench with a smile
And his name on pint
Come to pay the tab and...
He'll come to dance with the fire,
Have a merry time
To vanquish the booze,
Sing summoning rhyme
Then the band plays a march
And the dancing subsides
'Cause Grandmage has arrived
Magister Taberna Gloria-a ignis
Magister Domini Taberna Gloria
As the night's running wild, and the spell slips away
And the whole town is singing on the
HEY HEY HEY
Let them know that tonight we are partying 'till dawn
Tell the world we've come to
We've come to dance with the fire,
Have a merry time
To vanquish our booze,
Sing conjuring rhyme
Charm the world with a spell
To dance into the night
'Till the breaking morning
Dance with the fire, have a merry time
To vanquish their booze, sing summoning rhyme
There's a band with a spell playing into the night
'Till the breaking morning light
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3. |
The Last March
05:30
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Under the sun, through the barren land
Where the vultures dine
When banners unfold with a tale untold
We are singing high
A missing page from history
By decree of destiny
Unworthy by name
Unchosen by fame
And by godly prophecies
Under the sun, through the barren land
Where the vultures dine
When banners unfold with our tale untold
We are singing high
Of fame and glory we were denied
And thus, accursed, we stand
Proudly unworthy of fame and of glory
A legion of the damned
And we call upon the gods
Those who forgot our names
To behold our battle cry
As the children of shame
We refuse to fade
Silently into the night
This is our last march
The horde has come
A thousand strong
Under burning stars
To stand as one
For this is our last march
We are those who are nameless
Those spent by the blameless
In their fields of woe
By our blood and our pain
Is played the highest of games
To keep the mighty in their thrones
So we we call upon the gods
Who’ve forsaken the names
Of the fallen ones
Let them hear in despair
When we take back the world
When our vengeance rains upon
This is our last march
The Horde has come
A million strong
Under countless stars
To die as one
We’ll fight to the last man
This is our last march
The Horde has come
Beyond reckoning
Under endless stars
To fight as one
For this is our last march
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4. |
Turn Of The Wheel
04:51
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Tell me good seer, so high and wise
Did I stray from destiny?
Why has my hope found its demise
Gone are my certainties
Now that the fire of youth is gone
Washed by the timeless sea
What sort of a life is there left to mourn?
Oh good wise seer tell me
Why the wolf is gone
And the hills are all silent and torn
And my Spring won’t bloom
And my howling won’t soar
With the whole/full of the moon
Once I had dreams of valour and light
That shone like the morning sun
The great deeds I would do and the foes I would fight are gone
Now that the path is starting to fade
And I stare into the unknown
Each step that I take
Every the breath of my journey
It leads to the end of the road
Where the wolf is gone
And the hills are all silent and torn
And my Spring won’t bloom
And my howling won’t soar
With the full of the moon
The day will fade into the night
The wind will blow through the sands of time
The rain will fall and the fire will burn
As sure as the wheel will turn
As seasons come and fade away
The leaves will fall on the withering days
Life will emerge from the deadly sway
Ever onward the wheel will turn
Why the wolf is gone
Why the hills are all silent and torn
And my Spring won’t come
As sure the wheel will turn
Now my time has passed
And my tale will be ending at last
Though my heart won’t feel,
Forever the turn of the wheel
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Firemage Porto, Portugal
Firemage are an epic folk metal band founded in 2019, hailing from Porto, Portugal.
This gathering of
established musicians from the portuguese underground scene (Moonshade, Xeque-Mate) aims to be the new face of celtic/medieval fantasy-inspired folk metal, embodying the atmosphere of the fantastical and the superstitious through tales of merry, magic and mayhem.
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