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Windir

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Biography

Windir, or in English "Primal Warrior", is a now defunct / band from Sogndal, Norway. Their style of music emphasised their roots, lyrically depicting historical events and the musical inclusion of old folk tunes and even the accordion. Valfar himself called the music he made "Sognametal". Most of their lyrics were based on old stories and local history from Sogndal, going back to the viking-age. Many of Windir's lyrics are written in the archaic local dialect Sognamål.

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    A vague shadow lurking in the dark, A sane man's worst nightmare, A vision containing death, As a wake in honour of himself, For equal sane mortals, It's a nightmare becoming real, But I, I see it as the Final clause of a neverending deal, I embraced my vision, as it was common for me, A fate, a destiny, an inevitable early death Finally I'm dead, And the vision is revealed for everyone else
    Journey to the End - (9:34)  -  10,194 plays
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    Dying with sorrow not in hand, Welcoming my gods, an equal I am, A travel awaits before me, Encircled as a God, dead as a man, An era has now ended, But a new era will come, While my destiny fulfits itself, I glance at the world with wisdom from the end, My efforts will now be rewarded, As I enter Kingdom Come, My hate will now get fatal for those that disapproved me once, With my misanthropic these soon brought to life, I'll see an definite end for week, feeble minds, As I die I'll go further, further than any other man, To obtain powers and wisdom as a God from the other end, My death will be revenged with fury of the damned, My eternal life will be praised by the gods at the end.
    Todeswalzer - (4:55)  -  8,965 plays
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    Sumaren elleve hundre og åttifira gjekk kong Sverre til harde motåtgjerder, Drapi på han Ivar Dape med prest og følgje fekk hate større, Det største slaget i borgarkrigen skulle no trast finna stad, Horder av menn i brynjer med sverd ville enda opp i mannadrap, Ingen ante at bragdi hans Arntor kunne slike følgje få, Ved Hagastrondi på Fimreite låg Sverre sin flåte på fjortan skip, Med mål å ramma Sogndal bygd, kvar ein gard skulle brennast ned, Krigaren Arntor gjekk viljugt i strid for å sikra hans ætt evig grid, Gudane ved hans side og han Magnus med hær og skip, Utan sidestykkje, eit voldsomt mannadrap, ein eim av daud, fjorden raud, svart, svart slag, Blodhemn rådde millom Magnus og Kong Sverre, Deira strid om Noreg si trone enda med Magnus sitt fall med tvo tusen mann, Svikaren Sverre slost ikkje han, so i tøs han iakttok slaget frå land, Krigaren Arntor gjekk viljugt i strid kom alder attende døydde for grid, Dag lei mot kveld, ætti fekk vita, Arntor såg gudane so ein ekta windir, For å sikra hans ætt evig grid må krigaren gå viljugt i strid.
    1184 - (5:28)  -  8,146 plays
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    It is he who holds the power - It is he who reflects the will - It is he who reigns the masses - It is he who urges to win - It is he who lights the fire - It is he who controls the flame - It is he who breeds hatred - It is he who withstands pain - The endless gap between servant and lord will grow stronger within us all - It is he who decides the course - It is he who takes the step - It is he who moves forward -  It is he who worship himself - The endless gap between servant and lord will grow stronger within us all - From order raises chaos, In chaos there is progression, In the ruins of man's ashes, Sprouts the resurrection, A dark narcissistic dimension, A new world to come, The end of civiliasation, The arrival of the Spiritlord - It is he who lights the fire - It is he who controls the flame - It is he who breeds hatred - It is he who withstands pain - Altered perception a moral decay, A feast for the vultures circling over their prey, No care for others an individual war, Where you are enslaved or become the Spiritlord.
    The Spiritlord - (6:11)  -  5,739 plays
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    Ei likbør hadde han sett komma, Sigande frå Trodladalen opp Lundamyri, Audmjuk han i akttok synet, Kven hadde dauden i teke, Med otta han keik i kista, Børi hadde med seg, Daud, velstelt, Hvàllætti han var, Etter dette han visste at Arntor aldri kom attende, Ja, stolt han kunne møta dauden, Gått viljugt i strid for å sikra ætti grid, Gått mannadrap so ein krigar byrg, Nekta trelldom, svik, ofra liv i grid, Men so hemn for oppreisa og slag, Ville svikarane setegarden ta, Ein gard so store at den på ein dag ikkje kunne gå, Tilmed heiden grunn garden er tufta på, Ei nye ætt skulle setegarden rå, Sette livet til for ætte og æra miste både setegarden og sæla, Men då dauden var nær vart han heidra likferd, Ein tragedie for ætlingane dette var, Skulle dei verkeleg missa slik ein gard, Vreida hans Sverre ville ingen ende ta
    Heidra - (8:18)  -  5,500 plays
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