They incorporate Black-, Death-, Thrash- and Power Metal, as well as Rock and Folklore in their music.
Their original style (featured on their releases up to and including "Allegro Barbaro") consists of death metal blended with melodic compositions establishing a more epic mood than usual in traditional death metal. Folk metal influences were added in later albums, while the death metal influence has declined, resulting in less chaotic composition (often centered around a verse and chorus with a bridge and solo), more constant tempo, longer songs and some clean vocals, resulting in a more polished and accessible sound.
Concerts projected for 2007, commencing at the Antwerp Hof Ter Loo venue on April 27th, were announced as the 'Earthshaker Roadshock' tour in union with After Forever, Tarot, Finntroll, Machine Men and All Ends.
In 2008 followed their album "Licht" and their latest album, "Moral & Wahnsinn", was released in 2011!
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Wo Die Geister Ganz Still Sterben
Die Apokalyptischen Reiter Lyrics
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Genährt von Bächen kleiner Lügen
Kannst Dämme bauen, Gräben heben
Wirst den Strom damit vergnügen.
Wo Steine prasseln Tag für Tag
Die kleine Welt in Scherben fällt
Und der Engel deiner Bücher
Eis und Schatten kämpfen leise
Gebärden sich mit Sonnenlicht
Sie blenden dich mit Harmonie
Doch die Wunden heilen nicht.
Wo Tränen nähren Stund um Stund
Den Untergang auf dem du stehst
Es sind die Tränen nicht die Bäche
Und eine Welt die von dir geht.
Wo die Geister ganz still sterben
Wo die Pest die Haut zerfetzt
Wo die Stille donnernd laut ist
Da bin ich zu Haus.
Wo die Geister ganz still sterben
Wo die Pest die Haut zerfetzt
Wo die Stille donnernd laut ist
Da war ich zu Haus.
The lyrics to Die Apokalyptischen Reiter's song Wo Die Geister Ganz Still Sterben paints a picture of a desolate world full of destruction and chaos. The metaphorical image of streams that swallow up the land, fed by small lies, is a powerful statement on how small transgressions can lead to catastrophic consequences. The lines that follow suggest that while you may try to build barriers and trenches to stop the flow of these lies, you will only find pleasure in watching the ensuing destruction.
The song speaks of a world where every day, stones cast the world in disarray, leaving your once-perfect world in ruins. Even the angels who once protected you have turned their backs on you, and the only sound left is that of dogs barking. The next verse alludes to a constant battle between good and evil, with ice and shadows fighting quietly against the warmth and light of the sun. The cozy harmonies the light brings cannot heal the wounds caused by the constant internal conflict.
The chorus repeatedly asserts that the singer is at home in this dark, destructive landscape where spirits die quietly, and pestilence is causing pain and suffering. The song ends with a repeat of the chorus, but instead of feeling at home in this destructively familiar world, the singer notes that they were at home there before.
Line by Line Meaning
Ströme die das Land verschlingen
Rivers which engulf the land,
Fed with tiny streams of lies,
You can build dams or dig trenches,
But the flood will still rise.
Wo Steine prasseln Tag für Tag
Where stones clatter day in day out,
Shattering the tiny world around,
And the angel of your books
Barks alongside the hounds.
Eis und Schatten kämpfen leise
Ice and shadow battle silently,
Pretending to be sunlight's friend,
They blind you with their harmony,
But wounds inflicted don't mend.
Wo Tränen nähren Stund um Stund
Where tears feed hour after hour,
The downfall which you stand upon,
It's not the tears, but a world
That's slipping away and soon gone.
Wo die Geister ganz still sterben
Where the spirits die quietly,
Where skin is ripped apart by plagues,
Where silence is thundering loud,
There, I find my true homely abode.
Da bin ich zu Haus.
That's where I belong.
Wo die Geister ganz still sterben
Where the spirits die quietly,
Where skin is ripped apart by plagues,
Where silence is thundering loud,
That's where I had found my home once.
Da war ich zu Haus.
That's where I used to belong.
Contributed by Alexander O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.