Origen: Suecia, Estocolmo, Gotemburgo
Formados: 2007
Estilo: Black, death
Temática: Brujería, misticismo, ocultismo, penumbra y satanismo.
Miembros:
- Bloodlord Bajo
- Defiler Voces
- Goat Batería
- Reaper Guitarra
- Ulv Guitarra
Discografía:
- World Destruction CD 2010
- Shadows EP 2015
- North Single 2020
- Death Single 2020
- North CD 2020
NORTH (2020)
Diez años después de su debut los suecos están de vuelta con su segundo álbum de estudio, un álbum de sonidos black death metal perfectamente encuadrado dentro del metal escandinavo de los noventa. Un trabajo como "North" se antoja mastodóntico en sus casi sesenta minutos de duración y cuando menos resulta una experiencia muy intensa justificando todo lo que se ha hablado sobre él una vez escuchado. El álbum comienza con un tema de guitarras limpias y con un sonido no carente de cierta épica, pero es con la irrupción de "Death", cuando Trident muestra todo su potencial con un sonido potente y directo en donde los riffs se muestran contundentes, con irresistibles cambios de ritmo, consensado en todo momento un tono melódico en medio de la vorágine del sonido al tiempo que oscuro, sin descuidar partes disonantes que completan un panorama de tintes gélidos. El sonido del álbum es general es de ritmo alto, Trident muestra una batería potente que no deja pasar la oportunidad de amoldarse a los terrenos más lentos cunado es requerida, momentos en los cuales el sonido de Trident adopta tintes más pesados y lodosos. Las voces se muestran implacables, usando un estilo que combina a la perfección la agresividad y la contundencia, con algunos aportes extras en forma de segundas voces que completan pro un lado el carácter más directo, sin descuidar el épico por otro. Sin lugar a dudas Trident han empleado bien el tiempo trascurrido entres sus dos álbumes para sumergirnos el los sonidos black/death escandinavos de los noventa, de manera que su sonido logra transmitir misticismo, épica, contundencia y oscuridad y en donde no podemos pasar por alto una producción milimétrica. (8).
1. Enter 02:18
2. Death 06:58
Diverting flow of life into the river unseen
Its voice seems clear as if it was there
Running beneath my feet
I feel nothing numb in the haze
With dark veil obscuring me
Die! In this carnal form, I exist no more
Sources of light appear, up in the distance
The river starts to carry me at unbelievable speed
Feel unencumbered and free from chains
But where does it lead in, this tunnel I see
Die! In this carnal form, I exist no more
Death! Die before ancient gods, bleed into their realm
Formed thine source of light
Into the unknown soul wanders on
Migrating without a chance to return
I see my fleshly shape decay, Decay!
As the ground suddenly fades, my consciousness levitates
Into the unknown soul wanders on
A glimpse of what I was still haunting me
Losing track of senses from it all
I fade away
As I fall for what seems like an eternity
Into the fires
Diverting flow of life in from the river unseen
Its voice seems clear as if it was there running behind of me
I feel nothing losing my gaze, darkness surrounding fast
Death! I feel my time has come
In this carnal form, I exist no more
Death! Die before ancient gods, bleed into their realm
My journey to them, my journey through Hell!
3. Imperium Romanum 06:09
Bleed. By blood formed its way as floods, upon those coming days be done. Black sorcery from tongues that praised the light, shalt echo to this day. They answer to nothing, no gods, no kings, no shame, thou terror reign supreme. Sinners brought out from the crowds of sheep, slain to fuel their ways.
It rose up from the end of time, retaliation and defeat. What is built on foundations beyond the truth, must all meet the same fate.
So blood forms it way as floods, upon the cursed streets tonight. Black river shine, shimmering in the moonlight whilst screams of children fade. They answer to nothing, no gods, no kings, no shame, same terror reign supreme.
The same that thought they could pass away the lie, still manufacturing the end.
Behold the symbols proud struck in the ground. Generation grows to the next, same wicked ways. Like beheading a reptile with infinite heads. Frustration grows as a test of the walls once built. Commanding the strength of your herd to fit in the frames. Pressure forming under the lid bound to explode.
And all shall fall.
In torment turned from their ways, hatred that blistered within. Sought the reason of meaningless pain, submission through agony.
And blood of young and old unite, drained upon your roads today. Back from the dead, at least so they said let's see how long it lasts. We answer to nothing, no gods, no kings, no slaves, still terror reign supreme. But our last breath brought, a spark for coming flame.
That would both steel and iron melt.
In torment turned from their ways, hatred that blistered within. Sought the reason of meaningless pain, submission through agony.
Beholding the symbols pride stuck in the sands. Generation grows to the next, same wicked ways. Beheading the reptile, still infinite heads. Frustration grown was the test, no walls, cand hold. Commencing the hour of dread to cross the line. Pressure formed under the lid found to explode. Nothing hinders the minds of the lost, to find their way. All shall fall when times running out, again and again.
4. Summoning 07:19
Autumn winds shelter the warmth from within. Carrying whispers from a source unknown.
In astral light crowns of the trees are withering. Shapeless terror in the summoning. Dark speech in foreign tongue releasing the bonds to the earth. Ancient spirit undying awakened to the call once more.
In black gathering masses midst the shades so dark. Chants to awaken slumbering one cutting like knives through the shelter. We summon thee! Rise from abysmal rifts. We call upon thy name! Non spoken since the dawn of our time.
Elysian fields we give you to scorch feed on their orchard of lies. The might thou possess leaves our oppressors besieged by fear for the upcoming torment. Ominous! Signs of despair.
The skies weep, they bleed and clouds black as charcoal covers a full moon.
Spirit light of the abyss, reveal thyself and remember!
The ground shook beneath, with sounds of vicious thunder rocks were cracked. Through the darkest depths in rifting chasms, the breath of the ancient roared. Reveal thy inevitable pandemonium. Lord of chaos and a thousand plagues, trumple, crush and burn in thy wake.
Summoning! By the pure blood that burns within our veins, descendants to a beast that once raomed free. Creature that dwells beneath the crust at fathomless depths soon to enter our realm. Spirit of ancient sleep remember we awake thee from restless dreams.
Autumn winds shelter the warmth from within. The air is carrying a whisper from a source unknown. In astral light crowns of the trees are withering. Shapeless terror in the summoning chilled to the core. Dark speech in foreign tongue releasing their bonds to the earth.
Ancient flame undying, awakened by the call once more.
And the beast was spawned, awaken to the chanting of the mass. Revealed to us in its true form and released upon the earth.
Zi Dingir Tiamatu kanpa Ati Me peta Babka!
Zi Dingir Tiamatu kanpa Ati Me peta Babka!
Zi Dingir Tiamatu kanpa Ati Me peta Babka!
Zi Dingir Tiamatu kanpa Ati Me Peta Babkama Luruba Anaku!
(Spirit god of the abyss remember. Gatekeeper open your gate for me.)
5. Pallbearers Hymn 06:20
Deemed Invincible first to fall. Fasade like plated steel on fragile bones. Decaying meat, heeding reapers call. Sown like the grain we are, just as knowing of the infinity. Vast and full of nothing.
Destructive hands in reach, is and will always be what we are. Nothing but expiring mass.
Consciousness and experience will one day be meaningless. Drifted is a void, enter nothing.
6. Final War 05:07
Clip by clip, brass and lead mixed in cauldron by the damned. Sick salvation, rips through armor, punctures the target defiling flesh. Chants from killers hunting the fields, determination drives them on. Eradication to all life, sparks blister through toxic haze.
A barrage of untamed hate, salute to coming king. Be not deceived, for a serpent wears the crown of which thee speak. Visions vivid, through the ages by the mad foreseen.
Ladders of fire burning bright, reaching poison ground. Choirs heard rattling, through of mankind is drawning near. One last war.
Slithering and twisting in euphoria, smiles its evil grin and calls to us. Wicked spineless creature harvesting spoils of dark creation.
Fighting to maintain peace and prosperity. Innocence raped in a war-torn reality. Death paved the roads to damnation. In its tracks all life is ended. Writing an end to history, scorched earth and raining fire. Epilogue of the human race.
Ladders of fire burning bright, reaching poison ground. Choirs heard rattling, through infernal bullets sprayed. Held by grip of fear, finding it more difficult to grasp the senses.
No power in empty words, finding cover whilst the planet burns.
7. Possession 06:42
Eyeless watcher projecting no light. Creeps up from within, travels to the altar. Lay exstinguished fire of sin ablaze.
Then torments my soul, safe nowhere no more. This earthbound vessel for it to be in control. Seeking escape routes through the labyrinth. A path from the most obscure to clarity. Constantly feeding the entity, unknowingly gifting it attention.
The torment grows strong, I feel alive no more. Earthbound vessel, I left for spheres above. Now seeing the aura of damnation. Settle the fog before it fades, away with my sanity.
Unholy watcher, proceed to state of life. Crept up from within, traveled to the altar. Spread the fires of sin ablaze.
Still the torment goes on, seeing my vessel walk tall. Last sight of infernal grin, as it fades into the mist. Witnessing the ultimate defilement. Lost track of nightmares and reality.
Sweet concubine, arisen from the pain. Thy enlightenment shall come to me. My eyes could never shield me, and it was to pure. The remnants of my soul. Gathered shards attracted sin, invited to ritual within.
Grasping my final breath, before I let go floating away at last, beyond constriction of flesh. Before I go insane.
My concubine, in torment thou relief shall set me free. Your eyes cannot deceive me. I see what's pure, when the embers take its toll. Gathering shards of energies within. Invited thee to my ritual of sin.
Torment is gone, feel nothing no more. Earthbound vessel faded long ago. Fires still burn in the distant fog. Sounds of the rituals echoes to end of times. Although time is irrevelant to new found reality.
Search for escape no more, found solace without my will. Choose to not see, banished from thy skin. Earthbound vessel possessed by other being.
8. North 07:55
Far from the cradle of life, pinnacles risen from northern hemisphere
Adjourn if you dare, through the mists of the fjord
Climb the heights of mountains, through storms that whip
The tundra calls, North!With dire hunger, through the wild you wander
The stars will guide you, North!
Before you stands this pedestal through which clouds can pass
And upon her feet the growth of untamed wild, with riches buried deep in stone
By night in rhythmic movement, skies ablaze, North!
In sight the lightning strikes, with ancient rumble, North!
In constant presence of hidden energies
Spirits whose names are uttered now in secrecy
Naud, Odal, Reid, Thurs!
Far from home you have come, if you quest these heights
Hardened by treacherous waves and elusive lights
Climbed the highest mountains, through storms that whip
Heed the call, North!In dire hunger, the wilds you conquered, with skies that guide you North!
Stand still and listen to wisp of wind
Silence, the mountain speaks
Naud, Odal, Reid, Thurs!
Silent voices conjured a thought within, a change of spirit or fear if you will.
Masked forces of the wild settled in, at first invisible to the beholder
Thoughts that you will not be making it back at all
Leaving soul behind in barren wastes
Between the rocks that guard both sanity and sickness
To were all unpleasantries of the mind is sent
But stay resilient and strong of the will, and learn wisdoms forlorn
Hear the speech carried on a gailing wind, written with treacherous eyes of the bog
To where serpents gather on sunburnt stone, a carcass left of beast stripped to the bone
An offering to the gods of north so that one may venture forth
Stand still and listen, to the wisp of wind!
Far from the cradle it spawned, beauty risen this pedestal
Through endless hardships and tests it has come to be
Wooded wilds and tundra, snow and ice
Lingering ancient spirits, North!
By the hammer and forgotten runes, we call to thee, North!
Naud, Odal, Reid, Thurs!
9. Schaman 10:43
Tyrants move up to the north, claiming that they civilice in peace. Preachings of there lord spread like wildfire, the will of their king forced upon all. Weaker minds converted at once, without and question they swallowed their pride. Many were not inthe state of submission, willing to give up their faith.
But insculence came at a price, some were not willing to pay. The old ways were shun, destroyed and ridiculed, as with the priests of the woods.
Tyrants that moved to the north, chaining and caning in peace. Preachings of their peace loving lord and the king of their astral decent. All forgotten when facing defiance, building stakes for burning and bring forth the whips. Conversions would not be a miss.
Bleeding eyes,stares at the crowd a martyr of olden ways. Cursing the people and the crosses they wear, submitting to agony.
Pain! Scorched by flame! Cut with blade! In ropes and chains.
A living corpse.
It is the blood that flows in thee, mixed with the tyrant brings uncertainty. But lines are shared with martyrs blood, relentless will summoned from within.
Scorched by flame! Cut with blade! In ropes and chains, a curse eternal.
This is the blood that flows in me, mixed with the tyrants most certainly. But lines are shared with martyrs blood, relentlessly summoned from deep within!
The blood icing screams live vivid in me, await to be chosen by the gods. To lay waste upon creation, with same flame that scorched my ancestors.
The blood icing screams live vivid in me, await to be chosen by the gods.
To lay waste upon creation, spawned by mindless illusions.
Tyrants that moved up to the north, claimed that they civilized in peace. Preachings of their lord spread like wildfire the will of their king forced upon all. Weather minds converted at once, without any question swallowed their lies. But those that were not in state of submission, and willing to pay the price.
For defiance, taking its toll, those strong in their minds may hear. Wisdoms brought down in the shades from the church of olden ways. Pain! Scorched by flame! Cut with blade! Screams echoed, never dies.
The wise passed down their knowledge in tools once burnt. Same scorching flame that still only put fear in the unenlightened. Emptied of their will to fight, submitted to groundless belief. Isolated from the truths of their sphere, embers like phoenix resurrected.
From ashes that covers the ground of this lands foundations.
59:31
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