Legacy

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Idemevs is an analogue to Satan and World Destroyer in Erzyan mythology. An interesting fact is that all descriptions of Idemevs (especially those attempting visual depiction of his physical form), fall quite close to Lovecraft’s pantheon of gods and Cthulhu myths, especially the one by Wilbur Whitley. Idemevs – the ancient chaser, The devil risen with a malevolent cry, From accidental spittle born, Of figure hairy, small of head, With vicious, lightning-blazing eyes Emitting hatred for the world ______________________________________________________ In one town, which Name is unknown A child has been born Not a goatling Not a human As if imps were involved But folks doesnt know Folks not guessing Who descended from the skies to them The heavens’ dome He will create Under one roof With God's too tight Devil! Devil! Devil! Devil! By the transcended side By the black trail By the hundred of thousands dimensions Idemevs will come With his retinue And will rule the red herd The heavens’ dome He will create Under one roof With God's too tight By the starry side By the black trail So neatly hole the ether From Virgo will enter our world ____________________________________________________ В городе одном, чье название известно Ребенок уродился Не козленок, Не человек Словно черти потрудились Но не знают Люди, не гадают Кто на них с небес спустился Купол Создаст небесный Под единым сводом С богом тесно! Дьявол! Дьявол! Дьявол! Дьявол! Трансцендентной стороной - Черною тропою В сотню тысяч измерений Идемевс придет Со своей знатью Править будет красным стадом Купол Создаст небесный Под единым сводом С богом тесно! Звездной стороною Черною тропою Искусно пробив эфир Из девы войдет в наш мир
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Early morning, happens, I'm going out To gently hug the birch tree I'd want to ask the Sun Why the fuck I deserved this? Why, The Sun, are you shining? We're in deepwoods Have you nothing to say, speachless? There is no single soul around me Maybe you can tell me something? Peer better in the ruins, deeper Not by the good, look So after all, people are inessential You're indifferent for our grief! The Sun still shining and whists The Sun can't hear the prayer's squeak It only burns with light of vengeance But we are heard well by The Darkness (O, the burden of time, I know: The Light has no end and egde! But through the channels of dried up rivers One can see, everyone has own age Yesterday - the river, tomorrow - the steppe And a bit later - the forest deep Trees will become a deadfall And then again, and one more time Oh, if only everyone could get That deadfall is needed That happiness can be different But hell no, let The Sun shine! To be a good mother, father Let in the child in father's home Guard him from cold, here's light and warmth But you should drive him away Here's scream and howl, the fathers moans Roar of the argue of thousand voices The Sun shines madly On the cryptic soul's rush (O, the burden of time, I know: The Light has no end and egde! But through the channels of dried up rivers One can see, everyone has own age Only when you feel the time's pain Throwing out the treasure of light's gold The skies will break the moon's bell The Sun will set behind the hill Winter day, or summer day The only thing you want to see is shadow Which hides the howling of the local village The silent scream, noise, someone's cry Only when you feel the time's pain Throwing out the treasure of light's gold The skies will break the moon's bell The Sun will set behind the hill Wake up, people - not always light is good Not all the saint in it's existence Not all the happiness in deity But anyway, you'll never learn _______________________________________________________ Бывает, выйду поутру, Березу нежно обниму Хотелось бы солнце спросить: За что же, блять, мне это всё? Что светишь, Солнце? Мы в глуши. Сказать чтоль нечего, молчишь? Вокруг меня нет ни души Может чего-то скажешь? Всмотрись сильнее в глубь руин Не от добра ли, посмотри Тебе ведь люди не важны Тебе плевать на наши беды! Но солнце светит и молчит Не слышит солнце писк молитв Оно лишь палит светом мести Зато прекрасно слышит тьма (О, бремя времени я знаю: У света нет конца и края! Но сквозь русла засохших рек Видно, что каждому свой век) Вчера река, а завтра степь Еще чуть позже густой лес Сметёт деревья бурелом Потом всё снова, еще раз Ох, было бы каждому дано Понять что нужен бурелом Что счастье может быть в другом Но черта с два, пусть солнце светит! Быть доброй матерью, отцом Пустив ребенка в отчий дом Чтоб не замерз, тут свет, тепло А надо было прочь прогнать Здесь крик и вой, стоны отцов Рев в споре тысяч голосов Безумно солнце освещает Загадочной души порывы О, бремя времени я знаю: У света нет конца и края! Но сквозь русла засохших рек Видно, что каждому свой век Лишь почувствовав времени боль Выбросив подальше клад со света золотом Расколет небо лунный колокол Солнце спокойно за холм зайдет Что зимний день, что летний день Увидеть хочется лишь тень Что скроет вопли местных деревень Тихий крик, гам и чей-то плач Лишь почувствовав времени боль Выбросив подальше клад со света золотом Расколет небо лунный колокол Солнце спокойно за холм зайдет Очнитесь люди, не всегда добро - свет Не всё святое в его существе Не всегда счастье в божестве Впрочем, ты никогда не поймешь
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How an owl catched a bat With her claws squeezed the bones How knight Amvrosiy with slashing fellows Is going to visit his neighbour Though many chains and locks on the gates, The mistress will open for visitors. "So, Martha, guide us, where's your old man sleeps? Why did you turn so pale? Under the lock Dunai is boiling, curling, The night will hide the bloody work. Dont be afraid, the dead won't raise from coffin, Whatever will be - will be, guide us forward! " Under the lock Dunai is boiling, curling, The clouds run straight; The work is done, the oldman slaughtered, Amvrosiy is feasting with crowd. The Moon peers in bloody waters, With Amvrosiy feasts the villain-wife. Under the lock Dunai is boiling, curling, The castle in flames. Amvrosiy says to his fellows: "Slay everyone, young and old! Don't mourn, mistress, be more joyful! It's you who let in these funny guests! " Sparkling, curling, Dunai reflects All the castle embraced Amvrosiy says to his fellows: "It's time to go home for us, folks! Don't mourn, mistress, and be more joyful! It's you who let in these funny guests! " Over Martha the husband curse thunders, He execrated her, dying: Disappear, you, so your kind, I curse you one hundred times ! Let the love between you both run dry, Let granny drink the blood of her grandchild! And my curse will burden all your kind, And there will be no place for them Until the portrait will go down the aisle, Until the bride will raise from coffin, And crushing the skull, will lay down in blood The last victim of guilty love! " How an owl catched a bat With her claws squeezed the bones How knight Amvrosiy with slashing fellows Came to visit his neighbour Don't mourn, mistress, and be more joyful! It's you who let in these funny guests! " _______________________________________ "Как филин поймал летучую мышь, Когтями сжал ее кости Как рыцарь Амвросий с толпой удальцов К соседу сбирается в гости. Хоть много цепей и замков у ворот, Ворота хозяйка гостям отопрет. "Что ж, Марфа, веди нас, где спит твой старик? Зачем тытак побледнела? Под замком кипит и клубится Дунай, Ночь скроет кровавое дело. Не бойся, изгроба мертвец не встает, Что будет, то будет, - веди нас вперед! " Под замком бежит и клубится Дунай, Бегут облака полосою; Уж кончено дело, зарезан старик, Амвросий пирует с толпой. В кровавые воды глядится луна, С Амвосьем пирует злодейка - жена. Под замком бежит и клубится Дунай, Над замком пламя пожара. Амвросий своим удальцам говорит: "Всехрезать от мала до стара! Не сетуй хозяйка, и будь веселей! Сама ж ты впустила веселых гостей! " Сверкая, клубясь, отражает Дунай Весь замок объятый Амвросий своим удальцам говорит: "Пора уж домой нам ребята! Не сетуй хозяйка, и будь веселей! Сама ж ты впустила веселых гостей! " Над Марфой проклятие мужа гремит, Он проклял ее, умирая: Чтоб сгинула ты и чтоб сгинул твой род, Сто раз я тебя проклинаю! Пусть вечно иссякнет меж вами любовь, Пусть бабушка внучкину высосет кровь! И род твой проклятие мое да гнетет, И места ему да не станет Дотоль, пока замуж портрет не пойдет, Невеста из гроба не встанет, И, череп разбивши не ляжет в крови Последняя жертва преступной любви! " Как филин поймал летучую мышь, Когтями сжал ее кости Как рыцарь Амвросий с толпой удальцов К соседу нахлынули в гости. Не сетуй хозяйка, и будь веселей! Сама ж ты впустила веселых гостей!"
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Weird creature Tell me, what do you think of him? What's his name? Found on a graveyard in thunderstorm? Or walking to the well in forest, You heard the scream? Wait! The woman is sick, Lies, saying monster is her son Golliwog - heavens child! At the madwoman he found a shelter Looking eerie, nightmarish Those, who believe in him, will ascend! Hear that? Crying, child moans That in the night he's alone More beautiful bastards coffin But he's someone's son Mother, conceived in bliss Gonna leave her own child And foundling will be taken home With purest joy The blue screen gifting life Fame, prominence, respect To press out the maximum You need the cold calculation What it costs to come up with Another's entire fate! Bold story in five minutes For the time of mind's feast The one who doesnt bend is breaking Have to sew up the mouth The story fouls with legends Human? Who knows? Do you? Monster became celebrity - Life's regular reality When the crowd wheeps, so easy to believe In a dim ghost of consciousness I am a monster I am a monster I am a monster I am a monster No longer human No longer human No longer human No longer human _________________________________________________________ Странное существо... Что ты думаешь о нём, скажи? Как его зовут? Было на кладбище во время грозы? Или по дороге к колодцу в лес, Услышала там крик? Стойте! Эта женщина больна, Врёт, что чудовище её сын. Страхолюд - небес дитя! У сумасшедшей нашел приют Выглядит кошмарно и жутко Те, кто поверят в него, вознесут! Слышишь? Плач, ребенок стонет Что во тьме один Краше в гроб кладут ублюдков Но он чей-то сын Мать, зачав мальчонку в сласти Бросит своё дитя И найденыша в дом примут Радость обретя Голубой экран дарит жизнь Славу, известность, почёт Для того, чтобы выжать максимум Нужен настоящий расчет Чего стоит лихо придумать Целиком чужую судьбу! Дерзкая история за пять минут, К времени мнений торжеству Кто не гнется, тот ломается Рот придётся зашить История зарастает легендой Человек? Кто знает? Ты? Монстр ставший телезвездой - Обычная реалия жизни Когда толпа ревёт, легко поверить В смутный сознания призрак Я монстр Я монстр Я монстр Я монстр Уже не человек Уже не человек Уже не человек Уже не человек
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The night descends silently on the earth Covering with black veil the heavens dome The heir of sheeps has new horned chief: Drink the puddle water and everything's gonna be alright! Solid ziggurat for Aztec god of war The first victim of the cult is the great creator (Triumvirate paints the world with blood Red altar needs for new sacrifice) And so the madman said: «There is no God» So if this one doesnt match, make up the new one! The architect wants the throne for himself Just because fuck you all, that's why Seven tiers, soaked with centenary tortures Theater with creatures, the living dolls They wont let go the vicar of mysterious traditions His excellence now is limitless And now, beasts, don't be afraid! Now you dont need to be afraid! By necrotic ring of occult energy Predestined will be closed by secret community The chief will build his throne high Fog everywhere. In silence - the speachless sight "The feeling of reality is only abstract, The deep of times phantom consumes" Our future - the dusk. The world always been such is: Boyar exchanges serfs for puppiers And so the madman said: «There is no God» So if this one doesnt match, make up the new one! The architect wants the throne for himself Just because fuck you all, that's why Seven tiers, soaked with centenary tortures Theater with creatures, the living dolls They wont let go the vicar of mysterious traditions His excellence now is limitless And now, beasts, don't be afraid! ________________________________________________________ Тихо спускается ночь на землю Черной вуалью накрывая небесный свод В стаде баранов новый, рогатый вожак: Пейте грязь из лужи и будет хорошо! Надежный зиккурат для ацтекского бога войны Первой жертвой культа станет великий творец (Триумвират красит мир кровью Красный алтарь требует новых жертв) И вот безумец сказал: «нет Бога» Так если этот не подходит, выдумай другого! Архитектор хочет трон себе самому Просто потому что идите нахуй, вот почему Семь ярусов, пропитанных столетними муками Театра с креатурами, живыми куклами Не упустят наместника мистических традиций Его превосходство отныне безгранично A теперь не надо бояться! Теперь не надо бояться! Некротическим кольцом оккультной энергии Замкнется предначертанное тайным сообществом Его глава высоко воздвигнет свой престол Всюду мгла. В тишине - безмолвный взор "Ощущение реальности всего лишь абстрактно, Пучину времен поглотит фантом" Наше будущее - сумрак. Мир всегда был таков: Боярин меняет крепостных на щенков И вот безумец сказал: «нет Бога» Так если этот не подходит, выдумай другого! Архитектор хочет трон себе самому Просто потому что идите нахуй, вот почему Семь ярусов, пропитанных столетними муками Театра с креатурами, живыми куклами (Не упустят наместника мистических традиций Его превосходство отныне безгранично) A теперь, твари, не надо бояться!
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I will show you in time Who's the master here, and who not Motherfucker, brute! Now you are vile scum! Don't express yourself with swear words!!! Now what? They're writing, and again, writing and writing Head swells. Take it all and divide… Give or get out! Take a look around: How many lives Hateful In the search of a knowledge punished myself: Steel needle reborned the dog Skin from human, soul is not mature Beast urges reaching to stars Must not tear no one Step by step - there are killers! How to live your life? Learn to read is nothing When meat smells so sweet from afar Give or get out! Take a look around: How many lives Hateful In the search of a knowledge punished myself: Steel needle reborned the dog Skin from human, soul is not mature Beast urges reaching to stars ________________________________________________________ Я тебе враз покажу Кто здесь хозяин, а кто нет Твою мать, скотина! Отныне ты - гнусная мразь! Неприличными словами не выражаться!!! Что теперь? А то пишут, и снова пишут и пишут Голова пухнет. Взять всё и поделить… Дай или уйди вдаль! Вокруг посмотри: Сколько жизней Ненавистных В поисках знаний покарал сам себя: Пса переродила стальная игла Ткань от человека, но душой не дорос Тварь люто жаждет дотянуться до звезд Никого драть нельзя А шаг за шагом убивцы! Как жизнь свою прожить-то? Читать учиться ни к чему Когда мясо сладко пахнет за версту Дай или уйди вдаль! Вокруг посмотри: Сколько жизней Ненавистных В поисках знаний покарал сам себя: Пса переродила стальная игла Ткань от человека, но душой не дорос Тварь люто жаждет дотянуться до звезд
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Perhaps, the only fabulous song from the album Legacy, where very close thins to folk epos were thematically disclosed. The music was written a long time ago, main guitar riff that you can hear was written almost 20 years ago, when I learned about the tale about Yag Mort – possibly, already at that time these things were already connected. As the most of kids, who grew up in the late 90-s and didn’t want that much to join the herd of aborigines, who were going to gather on bench with bottles of vodka 20 years later, there was not much of a good things outside of home walls in my childhood. Nevertheless, there were much interesting at home. Numerous literature. For the lyrics writing I was inspired by fairy-tale about the princess of Komi nation, Raida, which deeply amazed me in young age. To be correct, the story tells about the evil sorcerer-cannibal Yag Mort, who kidnapped the princess, and it’s called not Raida, but “Yag Mort”. For some reason, from all the fabulous literature which we had at home, the most memorable for me were the two of them – French fairy-tale about cannibals, the story I can barely remember, despite the huge amount of arts, which also stuck in my mind from “Yag Mort”. This later will become the song “Raida”. The song repeats the tale’s cycle, but in a shorter way. For example, instead of a short line about Chud (Finno-Ugric people of north – the song is closely connected with ideological concept of Second To Sun), you can read this: “In the cave depths Chud founded many different loot, piled it together and burned. Moreover, the scary den of Yag Mort they dug in, scattered with rocks, laid with logs. Afterwards, they led their captive to the place where he was captured for the first time, decapitated him, scored his spine with aspen stake, and buried the corpse in the ground, where now is the hill, called by people the grave of Yag Mort.” Miraculous tale with wonderful content, isn’t it? Same as Mastorava and Kalevala, this is a very powerful literary work, despite the word “fairy-tale” (in some version “legend”, which is more truthfully), describing it. Still it seems to me that Finno-Ugric tales are pithy and live – there are no heroic victor, there are imps, horror, life, fate, and these terms are very close to reality, and that is what making them even closer to Turkish and Scandinavian folklore. Already at that time, I noted that Ivan-The-Fool, who lies on the furnace, is not a good character to idolize, and he doesn’t match with my nature. Maybe that’s the reason I categorically do not accept folk-metal. Extremely impressing and inspirational for the creation process of “Raida” was mythical poetry of the North in epos of Kallistrat Zhakov “Bjarmaland”, which first part tells about the travelling of Djedjim-Parma oxy prince Yaur to Bjarmaland and his marriage with bjarmian (almost Komi) princess Raida. Later, Raida also has been kidnapped. However, childhood impressions from fairy-tale were much more powerful and overpowered this literary work, despite his content and volume – Zhakov was from Komi-Zyrian family and knew some things about Finnish legends from his family. Alas, his concept seemed to me too difficult for using in short song of six minutes, that’s why I stopped on legend. I made some additions in lyrics from Komi poetry, to make the song even more authentic. Talking about the music, it’s difficult for me to say what impacted the song mostly. I suppose, Metal Hammer Black Metal compilation, which I’ve been imbued by at that time. But the chorus riff is definitely inspired by Pantera. _________________________________________________ To lay down a song I want now, To wake up the sleeper, Make his nature to rise; To make your heart tremble. Imagine the tale: the princess and daughter, Beautiful Raida disappeared Day passes, night passes No village, no forest - no one can find her Throw a cry for all the tribes Bad news came up faster: The Princess is kidnapped by the wizard-witch In his own palace he's hiding Raida Chud band together, absorbed all the might Calling the wizard to answer Villain collapsed, from the pile of bones The princess alive showed herself Snowstorms again will cover taiga Over the forest the star shining brightly _________________________________________________ Ныне песню хочу сложить, Чтобы спящий проснулся, Чтобы воспрянул всем существом; И сердце твоё встрепенулось. Представь себе сказ: царевна да дочь, Пропала прекрасная Райда Проходит день, проходит и ночь Ни в селеньи, ни в лесу ни сыскать Кинули клич по всем племенам И весть пришла худая: Похитил царевну колдун-чародей У себя во дворце держит Райду Собрались чудины, вобрав в себя мощь Чародея к ответу взывая Злодей изнемог, а из-за груды костей Вышла царица живая Тайгу вновь вьюгой накроют снега Над лесом ярко светит звезда
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"Each record has second-wave black metal assaults, thick layers of keys and atmospheres, and melodics that alternate between sad and sinister. One can argue which is the best. You can even argue vocal versus instrumental versions of each album. And Legacy will, no doubt, be another to argue over"

- Angry Metal Guy (4/5)

"This was an amazing album. The intensity is real, yet it lets up enough to highlight the more ambient moments. Skillfully done, they combine rageful Black Metal with their own personal blend of mysticism to create something truly unique and special. Will someone please sign this band?"

- Metal Temple (9/10)

"As if programmed to release new material annually right before year's end, these Russians have dropped yet another collection of intricately woven songs that act alone as their own individual stories. And while Legacy may seem somewhat incoherent as a result, there is more than enough material here to enjoy outside of the whole. The most simplistic and fitting descriptor that would do any justice to this offering is post-black metal, but the nature of this album -- along with the rest of the band's discography -- ventures beyond and between those limitations. It's a refreshing take on the black metal sound, if not unique"

- Metalstorm (8/10)

"But that might not be true for long, given how quickly these guys have shown they can crank stuff out. Lentinen, as the band’s leader and composer, is either a writing savant who rivals Stephen King for the sheer quantity of his work or has a huge stash of stuff in reserve from god knows when. Either way, Lentinen’s certainly no slouch and with the right co-conspirators to bring it all to life, he’s got a pretty good thing going now with Second To Sun"

- Metal-rules.com (4/5)


"Second to Sun have been doing well for themselves by continuing to advance themselves and try new things with each new outing. Legacy is no different, and the augmented aggression suits the band’s vibe, giving them more room to play around and experiment in different ways with melody and darkness. Worth seeking out for anyone looking to dive into something blackened that doesn’t stick to the trends"

- Dead Rhetoric (8/10)

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released November 7, 2019

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