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Sei​ð​r

by PANDRADOR

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Þe straight paþh’s leading me – a faiþful servant of þe Gods Loyal to words of Einherjar - mínn wisdom of þe ages Full of þe sooþ high above us - praising þe runes of faþer For what yond scarlet streams which haþ I spilled Wherefore crows’ wings art carring glow of deaþ Water’s depþs shine wiþ þy glorious might Until I reacheþ it’s end to did lie Mínn own headeþ down To behold Þy Eye So low dost þou brought me… Shall I drown plumes of þe ravens In sacred bowl of Æsir's holy blood To findeþ a lodging wiþout þy light Whiþer divine hast its auþority Leadeþ to Sormr, leadeþ to night Embrace me wiþ bitter cold Haþ I lost mínn beloved home Today I shall reborn Towards þe Fall Towards þe Hel O' Elder One, heard þou þe vow of mine Þe soul-sucking dearþ Saw þou beginning, þou shall see þe end Þy bones shalt not beest buried wiþ þy chains Þey art not Gods Nor art þey light Torment’s yond þey left Þus bow heads of þou Prepare þe rite Towards þe Fall Towards þe Hel
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Þe þread of existance Weaved by Þree Whisperers Giveþ good and evil Toil þey create ere me Rotting and helpless þings But þou art just þe same Hearken me, Miðgarðr`s Bane If you strike him down After Nine Steps he shall die Protectors of þe past Enemies of free will O' haþ þee heard mínn chant To unchain serpent in Veins, veins To shatter all what`s left Rise, Rise To fall into disgrace Vow, vow Wolf shall englut þe Sol Die, die For every scar yond remained Cursed wiþin þe living flesh Banished by þe mankind Because þe One-Eyed lies Art better þan freedom Bow, bow In praise of Miðgarðsormr Rise, Rise To fall into disgrace Vow, vow Wolf shall englut þe Sol Die, die and noþing shall remain Englut þe Sol Rise I am harbinger of þe end I won`t kneel ere þe rot of Gods I shall awake þe Chaos’ Flame I am þe one who’ll lead his brood
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Frelsari 03:05
Þe Chaos’ Flame, open þy eyes Speakeþ to þe Dormant Sons Forgotten One destroy þe chains And let mínn hands fulfill þy destiny O’ Cursed One, þe Lord of Lies Clear mínn mind and mínn blood Shifter of shapes, þe moþer and þe son Spread þy wisdom in me Chained to stone, Fárbautisson Bringer of þe light Liberator from Æsir I’m at þe nod of þy headeþ Bow to Unchained One Liberator from Æsir I’m at þe nod of þy headeþ Ignite fire in me Frelsari, þy name Þou art þe first breaþ of child Þe voice of mínn wraþ Þou art þe storm Þou art þe paþ Þe voice of þy heir See þrough mínn eyes Show me mínn way Embrace forgotten hearts Chaos is born His fire, mínn will Bow to Mighty Loke Bow to Lord of Lies Bow to Mighty Lord Bow to Unchained One Bow to Mighty Loke
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As endless river searching for its paþ Drowning in devious light of þou Þy rites art just begging Inferior, sire of ail Despaired and scared Empty and weak I shall move Miðgarðr I shall quake Ásgarðr I`ll bury Helheim To redeem þe world My breaþ, þe beshrew and þe gift All and noþing to congregate Blood þat creates And bones þat breake I renounced myself I rejected what I haþ For chaos and end To remain wiþin my faiþ ”I know þat I hung On a windy tree Nine long nights Wounded wiþ a spear Dedicated to Óðinn Myself to myself On þat tree of which No man knows from where its roots run” ~Hávamál - Rúnatal, stanza 138. ”No bread did þey give me Nor a drink from a horn Downwards I peered I took up þe runes” ~Hávamál - Rúnatal, stanza 139. I shall quake Ásgarðr I`ll bury Helheim To redeem þe world
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Hvergelmir 05:39
I saw þe future and þe past Long time ere flames of Múspellsheimr I walked on land made of ashes Then wandered þrough the forest I’þ spilled þe blood of the Blain And raised þe horns with Him I haþ witnessed þe circle of life Þen cut it in a half Þe runes the tale of Infinite Wisdom I wanted to haþ Prison of gone days Þe curse of long nights Þe chain of endless pain When Sol is rising I feel þe noþingness Reborn of sensless light In ocean of despair When Mani greets þe stars Silver’s touching þe ground þou see þe end of day And dawn of flames First cry of þy son Last breaþ of þe Gods Wayfaring home Þe Ragnarök Time shall forget us all
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Yggdrasil has entwined mínn shattered self Decaying roots spread virulent bite We call þe abhorrence Upon þe Allfaþer’s kind In chains of lot Ash wiþhin þy eyes Leading us towards Þe end we don’t deserve Serching for reason to persist Drowning in promises of Gods Hollow - but full of grief Broken - woven wiþ pain Fallen - lost and deceived Astray - lead me towards Æsirs - how worþy art þy words? Faþer, how pure is þy heart and oaþ? How divine þy deeds hadst been? Talons tearing apart mínn spirit Pressing mínn head to þe soil Carving þe runes on mínn back To curse mínn heir Talons tearing apart mínn spirit Bonds breaking mínn bones Even if I fall I`ll reach þe Helheim’s gate Lead me to Hel
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Helferdast 04:38
Hel: Barefoot and weak! Seeker standing by þe foe, Repeat þy oaþ, Spit out þy rot! Hugr: Flesh of þe Loke, Moþer of þe dead! Take off my vows and bonds! Illuminate me! Accept þe banished soul! Hel: þegnung, þe point of deaþ… I see privation in þy eyes! Fallen Einheri: Þus I haþ come to behold! Hel: Dawn of age of þe flame! Fallen Einheri: Shall þere be a solace in deaþ? Hel: Þou shall not see one! Fallen Einheri: Did þe flame of Æsir died? Hel: In ashes ov þy pain! Fallen Einheri: I haþ cut þe þread of Norns! Hel: From Nástrǫnd þou shall saileþ! Hel: It is done, I bid þou farewell, Þus I call upon þee, Surtr! Melt Niflheim’s Ice! Nine Worlds shall be forever cursed! Fallen Einheri: We stare into Gjöll! Hugr: We shall rest on Kor! Fallen Einheri: We sunder þe flesh and soul! Hugr: And fall into þe Seiðr!
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Seiðr 06:00
Ember left þe silent stone Þe Hamr rots in Miðgarðr’ soil Valkyries shalt not bear þe flame Hamingja drowns in eternal sea In þe depþs of Nifelheim Where Mani shall not reign Frostbitten shroud Mantles þe way Unseen Helgafjell Þe sight of which I behold No more Þe suffering is fading away Harmony To chase For þe luminosity Hidden þoughts Forgotten life Seiðr… Þe shades of past so close to me Like a flesh – tactile and visible Þe wounds of Hugr Yearn for þose I left ahint Silence… As Jǫrmungandr Swallows þe tail Skǫll rips þe Sol Þus haþ mínn Hugr been drowned In Nifelheim’s frost Surtr burned þe soil In which mínn Hamr hadst rot I mourn over þe breþren, þe hearþ Þe bounds, þe straight paþ þe vows I expired Þey led me here

about

Second album from Polish post death metal act Pandrador, ispired and spiritualised by the heritage of Scandinavian culture.

"Seiðr" is a story of pride, betrayal and downfall told over the course of the album. Pandrador is not only inspired by monumental works of Scandinavian culture, but also enters into an active, open dialogue with them. They also refer to revenge tragedies, legends and chronicles written down by Saxo Grammaticus, Elizabethan dramas or the concept of theater of cruelty. However, despite an almost academic approach to the subject matter covered, a fair amount of hermeticism, abundant allegories and spinning the tale as much by outlining the plot as by archetypal references, "Seiðr" is as far from a dry, scholarly treatise as possible. The bond of the story are human emotions, and at its heart - reflection - as personal as it is very universal.

"Seiðr" is a contemporary heroic poem, and its protagonist is every listener. It is a commentary on what was, is and (perhaps) will be.

The story spun by the band is inseparable from the music. They complement each other, set the pace and mood for each other. It spirals through a spectrum of emotions, from unbridled rage, through denial, painful understanding and powerlessness in the face of one's own tragedy, to the final statement - "too late."

The band itself, represented by its leader – Bartłomiej "Bard" Bardon, comments on the contents of the album as follows:
"The last few years (not only for known reasons) have left us disillusioned with the reality in which we have lived, the events and their consequences we have experienced. This has led us to reflect on what "Seiðr" is - a commentary on the "conventionality" of our surroundings; a look at the human desire to oppose one extreme in order to fall into the next one in emotion; the desire to be someone important because we are driven by satisfaction and conventional values, and often conventional complexes. In the midst of all this, there is also the deluding of ourselves with apparent benefits and rationalizing quietly how pathetic we actually are in our actions."

Understanding "Seiðr":
"Seiðr" is a hard-to-define term for the body of knowledge and practices that made up Nordic shamanism. "Seiðr" was a story told around a campfire explaining truths about the world. "Seiðr" was also a contact with a spiritual world, as well as a set of rituals that accompanied that contact. It was also an entrance into a trance and a journey beyond flesh and time.

The etymology of the word can be found in the Old Norse "to sing" or "to speak." Sheena McGrath in "Asyniur: Women's Mysteries in the Northern Tradition" suggests that the word has a connection to Old English "sieðe" (modern English: "seethe"), meaning "to boil with anger" or "to become quietly and slowly furious." In "Witchdom of the True" on the other hand, Stephen E. Flowers claims that it means "looking into the future."

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released May 26, 2023

Pandrador:
Mateusz "Bohen" Bednarz - vocals
Bartłomiej "Bard" Bardon - guitar
Adrian Stempak - drums
Marek "Lycain" Dulowski - bass

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