Rooted deeply in the sound of Bathory, old Manowar, Solstice and Manilla Road, Atlantean Kodex deliver an heavy mixture of dramatic hymns, harmonic twin guitars and melodies, telling tales of lost worlds and ages past. With one foot the past and the other in the present, Atlantean Kodex bridge the gap between the elder world and now, between dream and reality. What the future holds, even the wisest cannot say...
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MEMBERS
Markus Becker - vocals
Michael Koch - guitars
Florian Kreuzer - bass
Manuel Trummer - guitars
Mario Weiss - drums
DISCOGRAPHY
2007: The Hidden Folk 12" EP
2007: The Pnakotic Demos CD
2007: V.A. - New Age of Iron Vol. 1
2008: A prophet in the forest 12" EP
2009: The Pnakotic EP (re-release)
2010: The Golden Bough
2013: The white Goddess
RELEASES WITH IRON KODEX
NIA 003 - The Pnakotic Demos CD
NIA 005 - Teutonic-Swedish-Alliance LP
IK 00X - A prophet in the forest 12" EP
IK 009 - The Pnakotic EP
(NIA 003 & NIA 005 released on New Iron Age)
A Prophet in the Forest
Atlantean Kodex Lyrics
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Long years numberless,
As the wings of the trees
The long years have passed
Into the west, beneath the blue vaults
Wherein the stars tremble in the song of the wind
From the Forests
To the hills of Franconia dreaming in peace
See the fields full with grain
Shining like gold in the sun
Oh land of once and forevermore
As the Danube rolls slowly
To the seas of the east
Tall keeps of Bohemia
Are guarding the Reich
Land of proud halls,
Where legends resound in the night
Oh land of my youth and old age
Through years of longing we march
From here to the end of the world
I lead my folk to the gate
Where the past and today become one
Through years of longing we march
As seasons pass us by
Relentless in our stride, we enter the mountainside
Standing stones guard the tombs of our fathers long gone
Under the oaks, proud like titans defying the sun
Telling the tales of the days when our folk was still young
And took this land as ours
I remember the time, I remember the place
I remember the woods, where I first saw her face
Now the winds from the east strike fear in our hearts
Lost are the days of our youth as we part
Oh Upper Palatinate, where have you gone?
Once proud were your ways
Now all barren hills are covered in shade
Your past but a dream, no stars light us home
Through years of longing we march
From here to the end of the world
I lead my folk to the gate
Where the past and today become one
Through years of longing we march. As seasons pass us by
Relentless in our stride, we enter the mountainside
The lyrics of "A Prophet in the Forest" describe the passing of time and the memories that come with it. The first stanza sets the scene, with the leaves falling like gold in the wind, symbolizing the passage of years. The reference to the wings of the trees reinforces this image and creates a sense of movement as time marches on. The second stanza introduces different locations, from the forests and green mountains to the rolling Danube and tall keeps of Bohemia. These places are imbued with a sense of history and pride, with legends resounding in the night and the Reich guarded by tall keeps. The lyrics evoke a nostalgia for days gone by, and hint at the idea that the present may not be as glorious as the past.
The third stanza shifts the focus to the present, with the singer leading his folk towards a gate where the past and present become one. The imagery of a mountainside emphasizes the idea of an upward journey towards enlightenment, and the standing stones guarding the tombs of fathers long gone reinforce the connection to history and tradition. The oaks, proud like titans, represent strength and resilience, while the lost days of youth and fear of the winds from the east suggest uncertainty and change. The final stanza repeats the theme of the passing of time and the relentless march towards an unknown future, but also emphasizes the perseverance and determination of the singer and his people.
Line by Line Meaning
Like gold fall the leaves in the wind
The leaves falling in the wind were like gold.
Long years numberless,
Years passed by endlessly.
As the wings of the trees
The years passed by like the wind through the trees.
The long years have passed
Years have passed by.
Into the west, beneath the blue vaults
Time has passed and the sky turns from blue to sunset colors.
Wherein the stars tremble in the song of the wind
The sky and stars tremble in the wind.
From the Forests
Leaving the forests.
And the green mountains far to the east
Traveling from the mountains in the east.
To the hills of Franconia dreaming in peace
Traveling to the peaceful hills of Franconia.
See the fields full with grain
The fields are full of ripe grain.
Shining like gold in the sun
The ripe grain shines brightly in the sun.
Oh land of once and forevermore
Referring to a land of the past and future, always existing.
As the Danube rolls slowly
The Danube River rolls slowly.
To the seas of the east
The Danube flows to the eastern seas.
Tall keeps of Bohemia
Tall castles stand in Bohemia.
Are guarding the Reich
The castles are protecting the realm.
Land of proud halls,
A land of proud and grand halls.
Where legends resound in the night
Legends are told and remembered at night.
Oh land of my youth and old age
Referring to a land that is both a land of youth and a place of later years.
Through years of longing we march
Traveling through the years with a sense of longing.
From here to the end of the world
Traveling from here to the ends of the earth.
I lead my folk to the gate
Acting as a leader to guide the people to the destination.
Where the past and today become one
This place is where the past and present meet.
As seasons pass us by
As time passes with the changing of the seasons.
Relentless in our stride, we enter the mountainside
Moving forward relentlessly as they climb the mountains.
Standing stones guard the tombs of our fathers long gone
The standing stones are protecting the tombs of ancestors who have passed on.
Under the oaks, proud like titans defying the sun
The oaks are tall and strong, standing proudly and casting shade.
Telling the tales of the days when our folk was still young
The stones tell the tales of earlier times when their ancestors were young.
And took this land as ours
Their ancestors took this land as their own.
I remember the time, I remember the place
Remembering a specific time and place in the past.
I remember the woods, where I first saw her face
Remembering a specific moment in the woods where they first saw someone's face.
Now the winds from the east strike fear in our hearts
The winds from the east bring a sense of fear to their hearts.
Lost are the days of our youth as we part
The days of their youth are gone.
Oh Upper Palatinate, where have you gone?
Questioning where Upper Palatinate has gone.
Once proud were your ways
Upper Palatinate was once a proud land.
Now all barren hills are covered in shade
The hills are now barren and covered in shadows.
Your past but a dream, no stars light us home
The past is but a dream and there is no light to guide them home.
Through years of longing we march
Traveling through the years with a sense of longing.
From here to the end of the world
Traveling from here to the ends of the earth.
I lead my folk to the gate
Acting as a leader to guide the people to the destination.
Where the past and today become one
This place is where the past and present meet.
As seasons pass us by
As time passes with the changing of the seasons.
Relentless in our stride, we enter the mountainside
Moving forward relentlessly as they climb the mountains.
Contributed by Kaitlyn K. Suggest a correction in the comments below.