Albion Aflame, by Witnere

Albion Aflame

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1.	410 AD 01:33	info	buy track
2.	Merlin's Warning 05:31	lyrics	buy track
One day past did merlin come From his home down in the fenlands Gathered around a curious crowd Telling of prophecies Spoke of Britain’s blooded shores, the Saxon realm of England And to face this clash of swords Britain would need a king Vortigern heard this pass and laughed out loud at Merlin Told the crowd the Britons did already have a king Two dragons stirred in the hills far on the horizon So began their battle dance as they heard the prophets sing Strong is the sword of the Saxons Strong is their grip on this land Weak is the shield of the Britons The hour of their doom is at hand When these things would come to pass, Merlin had no answer All he spoke to Vortigern his prophecies he should heed With that he returned to his home down in the fenlands Promised to return again when his magic was in need
3.	Furor Saxonicus 04:25	lyrics	buy track
War on Albion’s shore! Blinded by fear, Vortigern seals his doom Fear! Britannia falls To heathen wolves, desperate and cruel By heathen hands are the men of Britain slain Warriors sweep the land and lay claim to their domain Furor Saxonicus, Odin rides the sky Furor Saxonicus, Roman god die Furor Saxonicus, to Britannia ride Furor Saxonicus, Englaland arise Flee, far to the sea! Return to Rome, legions abandon thee Blood darkens the sand! Staining the altars of your dying creed The power of heathen gods Shall set loose the dogs of war The fury of the Saxons now descends upon the shore Furor Saxonicus, Odin rides the sky Furor Saxonicus, Roman god die Furor Saxonicus, to Britannia ride Furor Saxonicus, heathen lords arise The leaving of the Roman men Has laid Britannia bare Albion needs a hero king To deliver us from these omens of despair Furor Saxonicus Furor Saxonicus Furor Saxonicus Furor Saxonicus
4.	King of the Britons 05:47	lyrics	buy track
Alone I ride to the fortress To tell this message of doom The Saxon army marches Its fires will be visible soon Alone I ride through the deep woods These thoughts weighing heavy my mind This prophecy, that I decreed, shall come to pass tonight Artorius, Claim your kingdom now Britain needs a king to rule Merlin will show you how The spirit of Britain awakened, The sorcerer by your side Take the sword that Nimue keeps, and put the Saxons to flight There will be hope yet To save us from our death The sorcerer approaches, he rides to our stronghold, from Dinas Emrys Merlin calls to Arthur with doom on his mind ‘My king, we must fight!’ Artorius rises, courage in his eyes ‘Caliburn is your right!’ Artorius, Claim your kingdom now Britain needs a king to rule Merlin will show you how The spirit of Britain awakened, The sorcerer by your side Take the sword that Nimue keeps, and put the Saxons to flight Who is this man they call Arthur? Is he a man or a god or a king? Will he be the one who will lead us? The one of whom Merlin does sing? And so I ride from the fortress To rally the men of the land With orders to meet at Badon There will the two armies stand Great slaughter and death now await us A war to set Albion aflame A warrior’s fate, for him awaits, The spirits call out his name Artorius, Claim your kingdom now Britain needs a king to rule Merlin will show you how Victorious and mighty King of the Britons will be Arthur born of Roman blood Drive the Saxons to the sea The spirit of Britain awakened Its warriors by your side Take the sword to Badon hill and prepare for the coming fight
5.	Hold Tight Your Sword 04:38	lyrics	buy track
A hand, outstretched Appearing from the sacred mire A sword to accept Forged by gods in British fire Hard work the bellows in Gofannon’s forges Strong are the anvils the hammers will strike Smiths of the underworld wield magic forces Rods intertwining with iron and might The time of death and doom draws near Strong is the blade In old waters made Granted to brave Raise the sword higher Spears will break Shields will shake Legends we make Arthur hold tight your sword A promise to keep Purge the land of heathen Saxons Souls it will reap Arawn takes them to his darkness Heavy the burden on warrior’s shoulders Weapon of old gods by Gofannon quenched Worthy the king with his blood-soaked companion To be returned when his life is at end A time of death and doom draws near Hold tight your sword and show no fear Strong is the blade In old waters made Granted to brave Raise the sword higher Spears will break Shields will shake Legends we make Arthur hold tight your sword Glory to Gofannon The smith of hero swords The warriors of Britannia prepare for total war Nimue gives the blade Arthur’s eyes blaze with fire King of Britain raise your sword Across Britannia hopes run higher Nimue gives him the blade before she fades Into the mire King of Britain raises his sword Destiny sets his heart on fire Hold tight your sword Strong is the blade In old waters made Granted to brave Raise the sword higher Spears will break Shields will shake Legends we make Arthur hold tight your sword Strong is the blade In old waters made Granted to brave Raise the sword higher Spears will break Shields will shake Legends we make Arthur hold tight your sword
6.	Badon Hill 05:27	lyrics	buy track
With the cross of his lord upon his shield Did Arthur lead the charge At Badon hill with a lust to kill After three days fighting hard Forty-four years of Saxon raids Have led us down this path Rain pours down upon these fields Where invaders meet our wrath Mons Badonicus Time stands still Upon Badon hill 900 men fell to Arthur’s sword Caliburn drinks its fill Iron tastes blood as we make the climb The enemy holds the peak Shield walls splinter under Caliburn’s swing Ran pierces all it seeks Mons Badonicus Time stands still Upon Badon hill 900 men fell to Arthur’s sword Caliburn drinks its fill Badon Hill Prophecies fulfilled 900 men fell to Arthur’s sword Caliburn drinks its fill Flash of the blade A legend is made Arthur hacks through bodies with shining sword Horses stampede into the heathen horde Time of the axe A furious attack Blood soaks the ground as men scream and die Arthur victorious holds Caliburn high Time stands still Upon Badon hill 900 men fell to Arthur’s sword Caliburn drinks its fill Badon Hill Victory fulfilled 900 men fell to Arthur’s sword Caliburn drinks its fill
7.	Merlin's Madness (ft. Emannuel Thorsen) 05:10	lyrics	buy track
Driven mad by the horrors of war The sorcerer loses his mind Arthur is robbed of his magical force His friend leaves his kingdom behind Wild man of the woods, tell me what you see Druid of Britain, bring us victory Wild man merlin, lose your mind Wild man merlin, run and hide The ruin of Britain will be your fame Abandon your king and leave Albion in flames Beyond the pale of civilised lands In the wastes he seeks a prize Not his mind but the treasures of war With them he can turn the tide Wizard of this land, tell me what you see Who now has the power to fortify the weak Wild man merlin, lose your mind Wild man merlin, run and hide The ruin of Britain will be your fame Abandon your king and leave Albion in flames Spirits will guide merlin home Revealing the path in his dreams The sorcerer flees to his northern abode The struggles of men he must leave Thirteen treasures of Britain Their power as bright as their gleam Then will the wizard return to the south And with them the kingdom redeem
8.	Avalon 05:42	lyrics	buy track
Scenes of desolation Across this broken land Bodies lying food for crows Why they died no-one understands In the face of endless enemies Warriors die in vain A foe will die and more arrive Soon to number among the slain Fields in flames In Albion Sending warriors slain To the world beyond When I die And my spirit is gone Take my broken body down To Avalon Struggling for our freedom Waiting for our foe The frontiers fall to silent watch In the distance fires glow Our hope is left with Merlin The glory of our land Will fade if Albion should burn Our fate in the sorcerer's hands Fields in flames In Albion Sending warriors slain To the world beyond When I die And my spirit is gone Take my broken body down To Avalon Now I lie in Avalon And when this land is in need I will return

about

The second album from Northern England-based band Witnere is another eight track offering of Dark Age Metal. Once again dealing with the history of Britain, this album chronicles the tumult following the leaving of the Romans and the emergence of the legendary figures Arthur and Merlin.

The sorcerer's prophecies tell of a warrior king who will push back the heathen Saxon hordes and bring peace to Britannia, but the raiders from beyond the sea will not give up their prize so easily...

credits

released February 11, 2023

Dec Doyle - Guitars, Bass, Vocals, Mandolin
Jase Tyler - Drums, Keyboards, Vocals, Percussion

Additional musicians:
Emannuel Thorsen - Vocals ("Merlin's Madness")
Scott Gurnett - Vocals (various tracks)
John Doyle - Acoustic Guitars ("410 AD", Avalon")

Produced by Jase Tyler

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Witnere Manchester, UK

Witnere is a British heavy metal band formed in 2015 by Jase Tyler and Dec Doyle, whose lyrical themes focus on history and mythology. The band recorded their first concept album The Doom of Almand in 2018, telling of Saxon legends. Their second album, Albion Aflame, was released in 2023 and chronicles tales of Arthurian legend. Their name is old English for tormentor. ... more

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