The Etruscan Prophecy
Dark Quarterer Lyrics
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Across the silent oak forest
We are crying for your life man
I feel their presence all around me
In the odour of earth
We are living and we will return
When the oppressor's hand is over your heads
Waiting for his axe blows
To feel our last trees
We don't want him to destroy our sons
He will pay for all the evil done to the world
Look at the sky it's grey
No flying birds move the air
No sun ray warms your skin
No moon for dreaming, loving
And death kills life
And your eyes are tired
Of seeing mistakes everywhere
And to be fooled by continuos lies
The first clods now start to move
The first fists are free from earth
And rage and war cries fill the air
Rage to revenge their ancient world
Cries to destroy who all destroyed
And armed fists to crush his head
Everywhere you feel their steps
You feel their breath
As a wolf looking for his prey
They chase him
And the night will be so long
And the night will be so strong
Until the last verdict be given
And the sky is blue again
And the birds are flying free
And the sun rays warm your skin
First love words will move the air
The first dream will come true till the end of time.
The lyrics of Dark Quarterer's song "The Etruscan Prophecy" depict a group of individuals walking through a silent oak forest at night, filled with a sense of urgency and despair. They cry out for the life of a man, feeling the presence of something greater around them, represented by the scent of the earth. It is revealed that these individuals are living beings who will return when the oppressor's control no longer hangs over their heads. They anxiously wait for the moment when his destructive acts reach their peak, symbolized by the axe blows that will fell their last remaining trees.
The song portrays a resistance against the oppressor who, through his evil deeds, has caused immense harm to the world. The lyrics highlight the bleakness of the situation - the grey sky devoid of flying birds, the lack of warmth from the sun's rays, and the absence of a moon to inspire dreams and love. The continuous cycle of death seems to prevail, and the singer's eyes have grown weary from witnessing the mistakes and being deceived by constant lies.
However, in the later part of the song, there is a shift in narrative. The first clods of earth start to move, indicating the revival and empowerment of the oppressed. Fists emerge free from the ground, symbolizing the readiness for combat. Rage and war cries fill the air, signifying the desire to exact revenge for the destruction caused to their ancient world. They are determined to crush the oppressor's head with their armed fists, relentlessly pursuing him like a wolf chasing its prey. The night is depicted as long and intense until the final judgment is pronounced.
Finally, there is a glimpse of hope and transformation in the concluding verses. The sky turns blue again, birds fly freely, sun rays warm the skin, and the first words of love and dreams come to life once more. It signifies the restoration of a harmonious existence, where the air moves with love and dreams, bringing a sense of fulfillment that will endure till the end of time.
Overall, "The Etruscan Prophecy" by Dark Quarterer explores the struggle against oppression, the desire for revenge, and the ultimate hope for a better future.
Line by Line Meaning
Walking in the night
We are traversing through darkness
Across the silent oak forest
Through the serene woodland of towering oaks
We are crying for your life man
We lament for the preservation of your existence, mankind
I feel their presence all around me
I sense their existence encompassing my surroundings
In the odour of earth
Within the scent emanating from the soil
We are living and we will return
We exist and shall come back
When the oppressor's hand is over your heads
Once the dominator's grip is above you
Waiting for his axe blows
Anticipating the strike of his weapon
To feel our last trees
To sense the presence of our final trees
We don't want him to destroy our sons
We do not desire him to annihilate our descendants
He will pay for all the evil done to the world
He shall endure retribution for all the malevolence inflicted upon the world
Look at the sky it's grey
Observe the sky, its hue is dim
No flying birds move the air
No airborne avians stir the atmosphere
No sun ray warms your skin
No beams of sunlight provide warmth to your epidermis
No moon for dreaming, loving
No lunar presence for dreaming, adoring
And death kills life
And mortality extinguishes vitality
And your eyes are tired
And your eyes are weary
Of seeing mistakes everywhere
Of witnessing errors pervading every corner
And to be fooled by continuos lies
And being deceived by ceaseless falsehoods
The first clods now start to move
The initial clumps of soil now begin to shift
The first fists are free from earth
The inaugural fists are liberated from the ground
And rage and war cries fill the air
And fury and conflict shouts permeate the atmosphere
Rage to revenge their ancient world
Rage to avenge their antiquated realm
Cries to destroy who all destroyed
Exclamations to annihilate those who brought destruction
And armed fists to crush his head
And armed hands to obliterate his skull
Everywhere you feel their steps
In every place, you perceive their footsteps
You feel their breath
You sense their breath
As a wolf looking for his prey
Similar to a wolf in search of its quarry
They chase him
They pursue him
And the night will be so long
And the night will be of great length
And the night will be so strong
And the night will be extremely formidable
Until the last verdict be given
Until the final judgment is pronounced
And the sky is blue again
And the sky returns to its azure hue
And the birds are flying free
And the birds soar unbound
And the sun rays warm your skin
And the sunbeams caress your skin with warmth
First love words will move the air
Initial declarations of affection will permeate the atmosphere
The first dream will come true till the end of time
The inaugural aspiration will materialize indefinitely
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Chris K
One of the great bands in Epic domain,very underrated unfortunately.Had that on tape!
filrut
Thanks for posting this \m/
Rare Metal Albums
My pleasure!
Harold Johan Ortegón
PERFECTION
Herminio Simoes
🤘🖤🇵🇹
Valeri Zaykov
why I keep hearing Mr.Crowley the guitar at some point sounds alot like Randy Rhoads but this is not a bad thing
MCL
👍
Bloated Goat
Weirdly reminds me of Deathspell Omega. Sounds like DSO took a bit of influence from these guys!
The Tyrant King of Flowers
Lolz keepin' the meme alive