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SWR008 SYMBEL - 'Gyddigg...' limited cassette.
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Limited black and gold tape of the 2013 album by Symbel. If you want it signed, just ask.
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Includes unlimited streaming of Gyddigg - Possessed By The Fury of Wod
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(c) Symbel 2013 lyrics adapted from Robert E Howard poem
In their lands they march in steel and glitter
p'on their scales and silk the sun lies golden
under moon we wear the hide of wolves
in our hearts are the kings that beat the primal drum
In their lands they ride brown steeds so gallant
on their shields beset with sparkling jewels
down below we fight with foot in the dirt
in our hearts are kings that sound the ancient horn
In their lands
lions lay counting their treasure
every knight, crowned with golden crests
in the fens we race the heathen stallions
for our hearts hold the riches of the highest towers
Original poem: (c) Robert E Howard
The men of the East are decked in steel,
They march with a trumpet's din,
They glitter with silks and golden scales,
And high kings boast their kin-
We of the West wear the hides of wolves,
But our hearts are steel within.
They of the East ride gallent steeds,
Their spears are long and brown;
Their sheilds are set with sparkling stones
And each knight wears a crown-
We fight on foot as out forebears fought,
And we drag the rider down.
We race the steed of the Saxon knight
Across the naked fen-
They of the East are full of pride,
Cubs of the Lion's den.
They boast they breed a race of kings-
But we of the West breed Men.
credits
from Gyddigg - Possessed By The Fury of Wod,
released October 18, 2013
Track 7 on the strictly limited release available from www.kingpenda.com October 2013. From the poem 'Marching song of Connacht' written by author Robert E Howard.
supported by 13 fans who also own “The Riches of the Highest Towers”
This has been staple listening for me since I first got the CD in 2006. Raw but not to the extent that it is unlistenable, the riffs are heavy and memorable, with each song having it's own identity.
Wartooth's vocals are certainly a highlight of Bretwaldas' sound. Rough and gritty, in the best way, as he snarls out lyrics about Dark Ages warriors, heathenism and nature. If you can imagine if Lemmy was a Brummie and sang on an early Black Sabbath album then you're getting somewhere near the sound of this Midlands duo.
This album is class from beginning to end but if I was to have to choose highlights I'd go for album opener The Haunted Ride, Iron Skies (a song of two gloriously different halves) and Beneath the Eaves. The latter appeared on a CD with Zero Tolerance magazine way back and was the undisputed stand out track on there. Grimslath