Час Безмолвия

by Silent Kingdom & Atra Hora

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“Час Безмолвия” (rus. “The Hour of Silence”) is a brand new split album by Silent Kingdom and Atra Hora, two bands from various Slavic countries playing eclectic and atmospheric metal music including elements of Death, Black, Progressive and Folk Metal. On this album Silent Kindgom presents the most complex and varied stuff ever released by the band while Atra Hora moved towards more aggressive sound in compare with the previous mini-album “Metahom”. A must-have release for fans of both bands and everyone into South-European Atmospheric Metal.
The CD contains 10 track (55 minutes total) and comes in a 6-panel handnumbered digipak. A co-release between Darknagar Records, Razed Soul Productions (USA), Human to Dust (Germany) and More Hate Productions (Russia). Limited to 500 copies.

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released January 15, 2016

SILENT KINGDOM:
Recorded at YALE studio, Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina 2014 - 2015

ATRA HORA:
Recorded at home studio, Pyatigorsk, Russia 2014 - 2015

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Track Name: Atra Hora - The Decline
We leave the material world
As we had already left the spiritual one
The age of information comes
No feelings, no human interference
Factum est factam!

We try to catch what we cherish
Surrounding ourselves with habitual things
But their meaning has slipped away
A human entity disappears in everyday anxiety

We’ve erected monuments of grey
Glorifying our submissiveness
Inside of them we spend our days
But at night we understand it’s meaningless

Our dwelling in spiritual world
had nothing to do with our souls
Not finding any meaning or truth
We began to deny the spiritual
becoming close-minded fools

The truth cannot be hidden nowadays
But we are unable to discern it among wastes
Even ancient scriptures had mixed
With modern false prophesies

We’ve became too deaf to hear, too blind to see
We’ve became too chill to feel, too dead to be alive
We’re greedy enough to consume
But too weak to get out of chains of community

We leave the material world
As we had already left the spiritual one
The age of information comes
No feelings, no human interference

We can not learn from our own mistakes
Another epoch will reach its decline
Information overload violently restrains
The triumph of Mind
Track Name: Atra Hora - Plowshares into Swords
Can anybody tell me, where we go? We drift apart...
But as I know all paths join at the top!
Our virtues are hidden deep in heart
But our vices are widely shown

We had beaten our ploughshares into swords long time ago
Some bloodthirsty huddled together in hordes
While others don’t leave their sweet homes
Waiting for news about fresh blood and another war

Love for enemies is similar to suicide
War at random takes lives from both sides
No time to find out who is right or wrong
Even if you aren’t at war and don’t know those whom you try to belong to...

We had beaten our ploughshares into swords long time ago
Some bloodthirsty huddled together in hordes
While others don’t leave their sweet homes
Waiting for news about fresh blood and another war

Thy neighbor will become a foe
They’re mainly your former friends and brothers
A good reason is the only thing you need
So, ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find!

Bloody maelstrom is as strong as our hate
We remember the history but what conclusions we make?
“Optime olere occisum hostem”?, that’s true
But somebody one day will say that about you
Track Name: Atra Hora - Poison [feat. Amir Hadžić]
Venomous tongues of demons
In human form
Try to get to your heart
Poisoning your life

It’s a voluntary insanity
Of a slowly fading reason
Dying body’s endless agony
The pursuit for freedom

Or an attempt to leave
The stream of commonness
Stepping over the brink

Both routine and such exemption
Are equally illusive
This is the self-deception
The search for stupid

They think this way
Leads to truth and light
The desire drives them insane
Hiding reality from their eyes

Neither beggar nor deceased
Can enter the royal palace
They tell it brings peace
Force and rest
Get ready to leave without a trace,
Without touching their light that does not shine,
Not accepting their truth which is far from life
Their source was poisoned and dried

It’s murmur will never be heard
No wind blows here, no bird sings
there is nothing but emptiness
This land is scorched
Track Name: Atra Hora - Shadow-World
Lands, devastated by rage
Catheters leading veins out of body
Dead deserts reflecting in our eyes
Gloomy landscapes, ice-bound

Even though man is sure
That his way is right
God weighs hearts
Raven digs the ground

He will find what is hidden in the dark
These shadows have light
There’s a movement in them
Inner movement in movement
This is a living universe

The Universe inhabited by vultures
Beware of awareness which is motionless
This is a shadowworld
Stars shine from the void

But chaos is a supreme unbeknownst order
World forces us to belive gods
And seeds from other worlds fall to our ground

He, who listens to the shadows voice
Isn’t human anymore
But something another, shrouded by wind
There’s no reflection in the mirror

That is the revenge of gods
To their poor exuses
They see shadows even at night
Track Name: Atra Hora - Tenebris Matrem
Tenebris Matrem!
The world is doomed,
We preferred the infinity of life
than the immortality

Tenebris Matrem!
The bones of Earth are moaning
It all the same for her whose blood to drink
It’s an abyss in the abyss!

Tenebris Matrem!

War feeds war
its masks become our faces
But we have no enemies
except ourselves

But still some people seek enemies among friends
While others – friends among enemies
Not realizing that all of them
drink from the same sourse...

Tenebris Matrem!

Tenebris Matrem!
Time fears pyramids only
Its fate is to become a memory of those
Whose fate is to the Memory

Infinite heavenly hunting
And we, the heart of the World,
Go out the door of Night
When the Sun of dead rises
Tenebris Matrem!
The world is doomed...
It’s impossible to kill the emptiness
Death is no more than a dream of Gods

Their altars are cooled and emptied
In a dead and faded world
War feeds itself eternally
And cannot get enough!