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The Doom of Almand

by Witnere

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Максим Назарян
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Максим Назарян Excellent vibes from the UK. Hail the eternal memory of Quorthon. Only the weak dislike this release.
Tommy Parnelle
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Tommy Parnelle How has no one found this band yet? It sounds like if Bathory was a trad metal band, and the dude actually sounds FRIGHTENINGLY close to Quorthon. The last time I became this in love with a band was when I found Angel Sword. 10/10 too true for this world. Favorite track: The Runes.
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Englaland 03:44
Odin Hugging the coastlands, we follow the stars By the wind in our sails and the strength of our oars Summoned we are to the land across the sea Vortigern's warriors we bend to his knee Fate calls us across the waves We sail to glory, or our graves The land, Englaland The old home of giants, the new home of our kin The home of their god, to whom all good is sin Longships are gliding through wind and through rain And on these green shores, we will stake our claim The gods send us on our way We sail to meet our fate The land, Englaland Behold the Saxon shore, So begins the coming war This isle of mist and green Where land is fertile and dewdrops gleam The land, Englaland
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Sceadugenga 04:40
In the heart of the night Saxon ghosts strike Guided by their gods In the darkness pierced, Britons throats will be slit Their land soon to be lost Haunting terror spreads far and wide Tales of blood they hear Brave, bloodthirsty is your claim Almand the name they fear Unleash the seax, the eponymous knife And with one strike take their life Strike sheer terror into their minds And fierce reputation find Sceadugenga, shadow walker Sceadugenga, ghost walker Sceadugenga rides again, through hill and fen All he meets will die Capture the fort, to Britons no remorse In forgotten tombs they lie Lord Woley cowers in fright, his mead hall set alight Spirits dance in flame The Saxon horde brings Woodhead a new lord Prince Almand shall reign Unleash the seax, the eponymous knife And with one strike take their life Strike sheer terror into their minds And fierce reputation find Unleash the seax, the eponymous knife And with one strike take their life Strike sheer terror into their minds And fierce reputation find Unleash the seax, the eponymous knife And with one strike take their life The time of reckoning now draws near Almand, the name you fear Sceadugenga, shadow walker Sceadugenga, ghost walker Sceadugenga, shadow walker
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The Runes 04:35
The raven crosses the sky and we watch it as it flies Calling us to follow it home We sail for many nights, destination now in sight House of man whom gods have known Our chieftain travels far, heeding Odin’s call A mortal man awaits a mortal fate Nine nights and nine days, he crosses hill and plain From dawn until the hour grows late The runes are cast and the thunder cracks the sky The one eyed seer gazes into Almand the chieftain demands to read the runes To see the prophecy that will foretell his doom The seer, he told Almand of his fate And to be wary of betrayal that awaits The seer calls us inside and we warm by fireside And look around in wonder at his home The rune sticks are laid as the fire begins to fade We gather round to see what he can know Strange symbols we do see telling doom and misery Impossible for us to tell apart The prophecy foretold, passed down from gods of old He feels the chill in his heart The runes are cast and the thunder cracks the sky The one eyed seer gazes into Almand the chieftain demands to read the runes To see the prophecy that will foretell his doom The seer, he told Almand of his fate And to be wary of betrayal that awaits Almand the hour grows near Your doom you shall fear A warrior betrays a warrior Betrayed by one held dear Bring forth my sword I shall slay this mortal seer His blood shall be spilled And prevent my greatest fear Almand the chieftain demands to read the runes To see the prophecy that will foretell his doom The seer, he told Almand of his fate And to be wary of betrayal that awaits
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These lands I’ve burned with fire I shall take what I desire Lord Woley’s lands I’ve ravaged, he shall do as I command Princess Ineld, his daughter fair, is who I do demand Come back with me to Mouselow, sit with me at my throne You know you want to join with me in my hilltop home One kiss from your rosy lips, and then we’ll talk of love If you do not heed my words, I’ll spill your father’s blood Held tightly within Almand’s grasp, Ineld became enraged She broke free from his cold embrace and struck him on the face By Woden, you’re a worthy wife! Prince Almand exclaimed Someday I will tame you, and together we shall reign Come back with me to Mouselow, sit with me at my throne You know you want to join with me in my hilltop home One kiss from your rosy lips, and then we’ll talk of love If you do not heed my words, I’ll spill your father’s blood The princess ran from Almand, she was scared and afraid To her father’s mansion where she knew that she was safe Almand promised himself he would win fair Ineld’s heart But as the days grew longer he heard not one remark Refusing to abandon hope, Almand waited in the woods Soon enough Ineld appeared, being as cautious as she could The Prince followed her closely ‘til she stopped, at a glade Then Almand made his presence known, emerging from his place Triumphantly he stood before her, these words he shouted out Now dear Vixen I have won, we shall marry without a doubt By will or force, it matters not, either way you shall be mine Come with me to my fortress, let us waste no time The Princess fought in vain against his might But there was no-one in the woods to hear her cries No man could stop him on that fateful night As Almand made away with his prize Suddenly a voice rang out, her saviour was at hand Lewin of Melandra then appeared behind Almand She ran towards the newcomer and wept with relief As Almand raised his axe to bring wrath upon the chief I could slay you easily, instead I give you life Your bravery has saved you, but Ineld will be my wife Go now Lewin, rally your men, we’ll meet in battle array Melandra against Mouselow, we’ll fight for Longdendale
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Traitor 06:04
Traitor! In our presence The seer’s words were prophecy What led you to join the foe? You were my blood, you were my seed My noble foe to him you ran Seduced by power and more You take to him my battle plan And prepare for the coming storm Traitor! You were my son Oath breaker! What have you done? Betrayer! Seduced by greed Kinslayer! I’ll watch you bleed Killer! Slay the sentries As you make your sly escape Dishonour! You took my sword And you disgrace my revered name I see you now across the field In Lewin’s shield wall A traitor in this noble conflict You will surely fall Traitor! You were my son Oath breaker! What have you done? Betrayer! Seduced by greed Kinslayer! I’ll watch you bleed The slaying of the seer saw Almand undone Blood spilled on enchanted runes bore betrayal by his son Led astray by promise of wealth, his father’s doom at hand Lewin lord of Mouselow to rule across the land Battle! The songs of war Echo through the windswept hills Warpath! Across the valley Two armies take up arms My ancestral sword I will retrieve When I step over your corpse Take your men and leave this fight Or death will take you all Traitor! You were my son Oath breaker! What have you done? Betrayer! Seduced by greed Kinslayer! I’ll watch you bleed
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Redgate 05:46
Shield wall Redgate, the hill earns its name Shields arrayed in colours of blood Men behind edge through mud Towards the slaughter, side by side Together kinsmen will fight and die Soon the field is filled with dead Laden with bodies, the hill runs red Face your foe, hold tight your sword The sounds and cries and screams of war Fight, die Fight, die Lewin led a charmed life, touched not by blade or knife Yet his warriors fell all around like wheat before the scythe Splintered shields met tempered steel as two foes met with hate One destined for Ineld’s hand, and one to meet his fate Across the blood red battlefield He spied his foe Almand With a furious cry he led the charge Now your doom’s at hand! Yet the grim housecarls of Mouselow’s chief Hacked his men like meat Lewin feared the battle lost And saw death in defeat Fight, die Fight, die Lewin led a charmed life, touched not by blade or knife Yet his warriors fell all around like wheat before the scythe Splintered shields met tempered steel as two foes met with hate One destined for Ineld’s hand, and one to meet his fate Almand turns and slays his son, his glorious moment nigh Pushing onto Lewin, he lifts his axe up high The final charge of Lewin’s men is met with steel on steel The stench of blood and shattered bone, weapons bite through shields Overpowered by strength of arms, Almand’s brothers flee But the savage hero stands his ground, slaying all he sees A thousand mortal wounds he took, a thousand it took to die Pierced by Lewin’s sword through heart, for him the end was nigh As I lie scourged with weakness I see my men, I see them flee But I shall die, my sword in hand Face to the foe, Valhalla calls me
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Pagan Fire 05:09
Took him from the field of dead Laid his body upon a pyre Placed his helm upon his head Cleansed his soul with pagan fire Tales of wars he won Sung by skalds in hall up high There his time has begun Where valiant warriors never die Almand your doom For a chief there is no tomb Purified by pagan fire Almand our lord Live and die by the sword Flames send your spirit to the sky Men gather to hail their chief Flames light up the valley this night Their hearts burning with grief Almand departs in the dying light To Valhalla his soul is sent With Odin he feasts and tells his tale Now his saga is at an end His name lives on in Longdendale Almand your doom For a chief there is no tomb Purified by pagan fire Almand our lord Live and die by the sword Flames send your spirit to the sky The new chief cleanses his crimson blade As the spirit of Almand begins to fade away Lewin claims his throne atop the bloody Redgate Ruling with Ineld’s hand, for his next trial he waits

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Set in the depths of dark age Britain, The Doom of Almand chronicles the legendary life of the lord of Mouselow.
Almand, whose untamed ruthlessness has earned him many victories, is destined for greatness.
Betrayal, prophecy and bloody battle await as a legend of Longdendale unfolds. Hold tight your Sword!

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released January 15, 2018

Dec Doyle - Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Jase Tyler - Drums, Keyboard, Vocals
Joel Murphy - Vocals

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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