Formed in 1999 .
The Trollech Empire is ancient, but only in autumn 1999 Asura (Godwar Gorgon´s Ray) and Lord Morbivod have met each other, face to face and they felt desire to play for this Empire songs in the spirit of black metal. Asura was long ago thinking of chiming forest tones which would sound to celebrate nature. Songs are old, simple, but they are breathing with us.
Welcome You who are coming to the gates of the empire called Trollech and take greetings from its guards. Before you enter, listen to the old story ...
Our empire extends in dark deep forests as well as in our hearts and minds. Only the oldest and wisest of us know the secret of both old age and our empire´s birth, as well as the one of the Trollech name´s creation, such age-old people we are. The Trollech empire is full of evergreen forests, beautiful meads and meadows, deep blue lakes, mighty roaring rivers, bubbling streams and streamlets, cold springs, lovely little wells and pools, high mountains and rocks with their peaks in snow and hills in fog.
Here live beings such as goblins, dwarfs, elves, nymphs, fairies, dryads, sylphs, dragons, witches and wizards, brave warriors, different nature elements, gnomes and plenty of other creatures, beasts and various nature vermin. The gates of Trollech were closed to the human world, because you, people, have forgotten both - the respect to Mother Nature and the beings which take care of her. You have lost the sense of perceiving beauty and grace of our kind Mother, you have forgotten her strong power which wakes up and sends to sleep every life. You have forgotten about her justice.
Now the time comes when the gates are open again, and we are coming into your world among you, the human race. We do not create the past, we create the future. We are coming to you from the far gates of our empire and in our hearts we are bearing a piece of our realm and a message, which we want to pass on you ... Listen to the song of Nature, as once your forefathers did. The voice is still in Your heart. We are just trying to wake it up ...
After we leave, only then stories and myths about the beings and guards of the Trollech empire will stay here ... Now welcome, enter and look through all you desire. We revealed a bit of the Trollech guards´ secret ...
Asura G.G. Ray
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Statement
In the name of the thunders, in the name of the trees and all the laws of nature!
So that the general knowledge about the Trollech Empire would not be transformed by any people, read the age-old truth and do not allow anyone to confuse you by venomous trends or antitrends which are poisoning our clean river of forest songs. We, the three old guardians from gates are one soul with nature and we worship old cultures which used to be in the old days closely connected with all the power and beings from plentiful forests. Yes, there really used to be times when also people understand to nature, they used to know her and only then she belonged to them as well. Now it is another age, although we do not avoid it, it does not come into our output in no way. We worship merits which pertain to present-day people very little, so it is impossible to talk about present soulless patriotism and not at all about nationalism and similar, for Trollech unknown, human inventions. Just at present misleading streams get into black metal society and hide under patriotic dictums something else than true love to the land. Many people talks about their pagan forebears, about pride and they connect with these words various pugnacious positions almost against all who do not spread the same. It is sad to watch how they abuse words, they do not know much about, to propaganda and to cover up their venomous political attitudes. Trollech is outraged when somebody, no matter how ranks, dare to dishonour pagan forest metal with feeble-minded words. Trollech is not interested neither in human nations nor their hatred and we will never allow them to enter our gates. We stand by each other and any miscreant does not change and damage our genuineness. For all that, for all the doubters we emphasize: "We are not, we were not and we will never be nationalist or differently political oriented band. We do not wish anyone would see in this something like that! We will always worship nature and our forest friends. They are the only one to understand us fully and mainly for them we will play true black metal songs."
Hail to forests and all the days of theirs!
Lord Morbivod
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About the heraldic sign
The main symbols of the heraldic sign are the capital letters T in the centre, C and H by the sides (CH). These letters are the first and last letters of the name of the Trollech empire.
In the middle of the big T and actually in the centre of the heraldic sign there is a tree in a circle. This is because in almost every mythology there is a tree in the centre of the world, and Gods talk through trees and they breathe through plants. The circle symbolizes the neverending cycle of four seasons of the year, and so the endless cycle of life and death.
Three points of the heraldic sign symbolize the triplet - the principle of all being completion. The mother, father and child - a continuation of the line. The number 3 is also a number of Nature. It marks 3 kingdoms of Nature : animal - vegetable - mineral, 3 dimensions of space : the length - the width - the height, and 3 dimensions of time : the past - the present - the future.
Asura G.G. Ray
Information from Trollech homepage :
www.trollech.com
Do vězení
Trollech Lyrics
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Pyekrбsnou zbroj Rцri nese, dar od Pбna a Panн
Bu pozdraven, Jasmuzi
Hora opt vydala svб tajemstvн
Pivo a vepyovй maso chci
A znovu pod kotlem mi zatopнљ
Pevnй a vzduљnй brnnн
Jenћ ћбdnэ љнp neprostyelн
Duhovэmi barvami se љlechtnй kovy honosн
Z jinй strany ћivota dar od Pбna a Panн
Jeљt je zapotyebн
Ponoyit celй dнlo do kotle
Lektvarem naplnit roh Tromovi
A vzbudit se ze snnн
Jasmuz celэ rozlбmanэ
Slunce na nebi
Dнky drahэm z lesa
A donese zbroj k domovu
Pyed domem jiћ
Ekal princ
Bez dнko zbroj si odebral
A plбnuje hned armбdu
Vбlky vйst a vyhrбvat
"Uљetyнm tvoj ћivot, budeљ mi sluhou
Padat budou krбlovstvн pod naљimi me
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Neodmlouvej hlupбku starб
Moj rozkaz je zбkon
Uћ jednou jsem ti Yekl, kdo je tady pбn
A ty stбle nemбљ ъcty dost
Tisнc tchto brnnн doneseљ
A klekni pyed budoucнm krбlem"
Starэ kovбY seyezбn do hlavy bez milosti
Probral se aћ v ъtrobбch smrdutй hradu kobky
Zde dlouho nevydrћн, bez jнdla a vody
Beznadjnэ pocit, aћ utrбpenн k smrti
The lyrics of Trollech's song "Do vìzení" describe an encounter in which the singer, Röri, is carrying a lovely suit of armor as a gift from the Lord and Lady. The scene takes place under a massive fir tree, where a cauldron is beginning to steam. "Jasmuzi" greets Röri and the mountain reveals its secret once more. Röri expresses his desire for beer and pork, and the cauldron is stoked again, providing warmth for those present.
The armor that Röri is carrying is impressive and unknown to the people who reside there, boasting colors of the rainbow and great significance. However, before Röri can reach his destination, a prince intercepts him and forcibly takes the armor, desiring to use it to win battles and become a king. The prince commands Röri to bring him a thousand suits of armor and kneel before him as the future ruler. The stanza closes with a brutal image of the prince's enforcer being beheaded with a hammering blow to the head.
The song is rife with mystical and mythical references, amplifying Trollech's primary focus on the folklore of the Slavic people, intertwined with the themes of loyalty, leadership, and servitude. The song's lyrics are challenging to interpret, but it's clear that the narrative plays out in a dream-like structure, one in which otherworldly entities appear, bestowing gifts of courage and power to those brave enough to seek them.
Line by Line Meaning
Pod obrovskou jedlí kotel, a z ňj páry srší
Beneath a giant fir tree, a cauldron boils and steam rises from it.
Pyekrásnou zbroj Röri nese, dar od Pána a Paní
Röri carries a beautiful armor, a gift from the Lord and Lady.
Bů pozdraven, Jasmuzi
Greetings, Jasmuzi.
Hora opeť vydala svá tajemství
The mountain has revealed its secrets once again.
Pivo a veprové maso chci
I want beer and pork meat.
A znovu pod kotlem mi zatopí
And once again, I shall sit by the fire.
Pevné a vzdušné brnení
Strong and airy armor.
Jenž zadný skríp neprostyelí
Through which no arrow shall pass.
Tu zbroj líde neznají, ani vzacnost její
This armor is unknown to people, as well as its value.
Duhovémi barvami se šléchtené kovy honosí
Chromatic colors shimmer on the refined metals.
Z jiné strany života dar od Pána a Paní
From another side of life, a gift from the Lord and Lady.
Jesště je zapoťebí
There is still a need for it.
Ponoyit celé dílo do kotle
To put the whole work into the cauldron.
Lektvarem naplnit roh Tromovi
To fill Trom's horn with a potion.
A vzbudit se ze snǎní
And to awaken from the dream.
Jasmuz celэ rozlámaný
Jasmuz is completely broken.
Slunce na nebi
The sun in the sky.
Díky drahэm z lesa
Thanks to the dear ones from the forest.
A donese zbroj k domovu
And will bring the armor home.
Pyed domem již
In front of the house already.
Ekal princ
The prince said,
Bez dнko zbroj si odebral
Without thanks, he took the armor.
A plánuje hned armádu
And plans an army straight away.
Války vést a vyhrávat
To lead and win wars.
"Ušeťytím tvuj život, budeš mi sluhou
"By sparing your life, you will serve me.
Padat budou královstí pod nášimi mě
Kingdoms will fall under our might.
Neodmlouvej hlupáku stará
Don't refuse, foolish old man.
Moj rozkàz je zákon
My order is law.
Uš jednou jsem ti Yekl, kdo je tady pán
I have already told you who is the Lord here.
A ty stále nemáš úcty dost
And you still don't have enough respect.
Tisč tisích brnení donéseš
You will bring thousands of armors.
A klekni pyed budoucím králem"
And kneel before the future king."
Starэ kováY seyšená do hlavy bez milosti
The old blacksmith was beheaded mercilessly.
Probral se až v útrobách smrduté hradu kobky
He woke up only in the bowels of the stinky castle dungeon.
Zde dlouho nevydríší, bez jídla a vody
He won't last long here, without food and water.
Beznadejný pocit, až utrpení k smrti
A sense of hopelessness, to suffer unto death.
Contributed by Jackson C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@SatansDislike
Genialitka tenhle song .. :))) ...
@guardianoftheblind9499
This song is sooo good 🤘
Love the riffs and cleans here