Warlike Madness
by Vassus
Michael Hojjatie
Michael Hojjatie
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Favorite track: Warlike Madness.
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Vassus emerged out of the gate a perfect gem of historical black metal and has gone on to establish itself as a needed dose of blood strewn chivalric re-enactment with every new release. Driving, catchy, diverse in novel ways with swirls of synth which sometimes giddily overtake the guitars. A little silly in the way this genre always should be. And a neat educational tool guiding us through the finer points of dysfunctional British history. I always snap these up!
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One of my favourite artists of our current times, every album has been a masterclass in bittersweet aggression, and Warlike Madess is another exquisite chapter. The woozy swirling organ synths lacing the tracks with a nostalgic poignancy, brought into a violently immediate relief by raking, ravishing riffs and swooning melodicism….and a concluding epilogue that gives a fleeting glimpse of a different character.
Favorite track: Flight of the Marksmen.
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Death, Consumes us all
Die by the ire of the mighty
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Indomitable Hatred, drives us forward to war!
The rattle of chain upon shield, is heard throughout these lands.
Not stopping, nor resting,
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Fell screams, herald cries,
upon the dawn of battle.
Drawn swords, glimmer
amidst the ranks of men.
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Blood Boiling rage, fills the hearts of men.
The precipice of war calls thee,
With a swing of the sword, the bloodshed begins in earnest.
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Fall to hand that guides these blades.
Death at the hands of the mighty, with honour
and zeal, tearing through flesh and bone!
Vast fields, painted red with blood and snow.
Face them, Eviscerate them,
Cut them down, watching their blood flow.
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Feverish spears, Stabbing and slicing away at our front lines.
Many fall, victims to arrows that rain from above.
They blacken the sky!
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Bodies pile beneath our feet.
The sodden earth drags us down.
The smell of sweat and blood .
permeates the air.
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Swords and axes,
ever more dull,
with every strike upon our foes,
For every one that goes down,
Another will take his place.
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Fall before blades of the mighty.
Death waits for no man, with poise
and profession, we grant them this blessing.
Send the cowards. fleeing for their lives!
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Flight of the Marksmen
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Birds of wood and iron,
Loosed from rope and yew,
They climb unto the heavens,
Their flight straight and true.
Rain fury down upon them.
Death flows from on high.
The screams of the fallen.
Their ranks Wither and die!
The sky grows dark with every volley,
Bladed heads, pierce so deep.
Pained cries, no help for the dying.
Death is our only salvation!
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English Bows, standing tall upon the hill top.
Take aim, standing firm amidst the storm of war.
Marching forward, to the sounds of chain and shield.
Striving onward, awaiting the clash of blades!
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Eugh!
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Arrows fly in answer,
To the deadly barrage.
The armies drawing closer,
To deadly encounter.
The flights of the Marksmen,
Soaring from side to side.
Fatal call and rebuttal,
Corpses are piling high.
Quivers run low with every passing volley,
our barrage begins to slow.
Footmen advance with renewed vigor,
Spent bowmen prepare their blades.
Their Blades!
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Warlike Madness
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Shattering Bone!
The pain all consuming,
cries out in anguish.
Hatred in their eyes,
In the fury of battle none are spared.
Reeling in anguish
Violence and Death surround and obsess me!
Falling ever further
This fetish for bloodshed drives me forward!
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This deathless whisper in my mind!
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With every strike of my blade,
For every one of them who falls,
The scars I leave on them with pride,
Dragging them upon deaths door!
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Festering corpses litter ground!
Insatiable Bloodlust
Tearing at flesh, through shield and chainmail
Muscle divided from skin and bone!
Violent Enthralment
Bears down on my mind, onslaught of hatred.
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Eugh!
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This warlike madness takes my mind.
Rending flesh from those before me.
Taking pleasure in the violence.
My only solace is in death!
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Break!
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Fallen brothers laying battered upon frozen blood and earth,
Torn flesh lets loose its crimson essence.
The rhythm of blade on helm and mail can be heard near and far,
Cries of pain be their melody.
Lives are given in pursuit of hate.
Only in death, glorious death will the bloodshed end!
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Fear! In the eyes of the dying, Hardens the hearts of these warriors
Bones! Cracking with the Warhammer's strike,
rendering limbs to be worthless.
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Death!
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Flesh scoured and burned in this orgy of violence, knives driving ever deeper.
Pleasure and death becoming one, pushing us further and further.
Death becomes our master.
Wild eyes, seeing naught but bloodshed.
Looming shadows stab blindly in the dark!
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Bathe in the blood of those,
Who see themselves as our god’s!
Inter them upon their thrones.
Adorn it with their guts!
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Silence!
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Warcry
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Steadfast we stand,
with spear in hand,
shield raised in another.
The song of our brothers rings out to the enemies ranks!
Our Blades thirst,
For the flesh these men,
That would stand against us!
Give the order to charge as we let out our Warcry!
Rushing toward,
The screaming Horde
Ready to fight to the death!
See the fear in their eyes as I rip life from them!
Hatred and rage
Guiding these hands
Dealing my righteous fury!
Cut them down, one by one!
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Sweet symphony of war,
Precede our violent clash.
Give us the strength to fight!
The rush of battle takes hold,
Consuming all in its path,
Delight in blood spilt on soil,
Death's eternal glory is our mark!
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This unearthly shadow clouds our minds!
Thoughts transfixed on devastation!
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The light of our blades guides us into the darkness.
Carving a pathway of crimson wrath!
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Corpses lay all about me,
Of both brothers and foes.
Rapture in death takes a hold of me,
Drive these bastards from our home!
I feel a blade, pierce my side, Falling to my knees.
The very warmth stolen from me
Taking arms with my final strength
This madness dulls the pain!
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Slashing wild, into the growing blackness
Bleeding out I fade in to Unconsciousness!
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In death we rest,
upon the soil
Battle raging about us.
The song of our brothers rings out to the ages!
Desire for flesh,
and the death of these men,
That dare stand against us!
The last of our warriors let out their Warcry!
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Broken Resolve
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Breath!
Heavy fighting through pain,
Aches creeping upon me,
Wounds ripping further.
Death!
I feel its hands about me,
Clawing at my flesh,
My mind begins to break.
Yet I still keep fighting
yet for how long, I do not know.
I hold my rank amid the dying
Men!
Screaming terror and vengeance,
Bellow all around us,
Sending many into the void.
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In a flash of the blade, lives are gone.
This weight on the mind will take its toll.
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Weakness!
As the first turn to flee,
Ranks becoming thinner and thinner,
Despair grips the hearts of many.
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Violent screams,
echo forth,
from fields behind us.
terror spreads,
like fire,
through the minds of the men,
surrounded up on the hill top.
fleeing north
Thought the brush
Over thorns and thistle
Bleeding out
Weakening
With every step coming no closer to your freedom from pain!
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Flesh falls away from cloven bone.
Broken bones and shattered minds!
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Clambering over the corpses,
Of all our fallen brothers
Trying that one escape!
Our pursuers get closer
Blood drunk and hateful
Expect no mercy.
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Break!
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A Valiant Last Stand
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Waist deep in the river,
Nowhere left to run.
Bodies pile high about me,
The cold has left me stunned.
We turn ourselves to face them,
With renewed hate in our hearts,
Raise our spears once more.
We fight until we fall
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Our final stand,
Sword still in hand,
Kill to survive,
fight till we die!
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Death greets us all,
Upon the fields of the dead,
As the final blow is struck,
Take us to our rest.
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Our numbers wane
Against our enemies blades
Cut down in droves
Yet we won't break again
Fight to the last man
Until the sword drops from hand,
Taken by rivers flow
To rest in silt and sand.
Buried low
lost to time
Nameless bones
Rest beneath the rivers tide
Rusted iron and steel
Litters the grounds
once where we stood
Our theatre of war
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Ugh!
WAR!
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Indomitable Hatred, drives us forward to war!
Fell screams, herald cries, upon the dawn of battle. Drawn swords, glimmer amidst ranks of men.
The precipice of war calls thee.
English bows, standing tall upon the hill top, take aim. Stood firm amidst the storm of war.
Violent enthralment bares down on my mind, This fetish of death surrounds and obsesses me.
Pleasure and death becoming one, pushing us further and further. Death becomes our master.
Steadfast we stand, with spear in hand, shield raised in another. The songs of our brothers rings out to the enemies ranks. Our Blades thirst, for the flesh of these men, who would stand against us. Give the order to charge as we let out our Warcry! The rush of battle takes hold, consuming all in its path, delight in blood spilt upon the soil, death's eternal glory is our mark!
Fallen brothers lay battered upon frozen blood and earth, as the rhythm of blade on helm and mail can be heard, Cries of pain be their melody. Lives are given in pursuit of this hate.
Only in death, glorious death will the bloodshed end.
Violent screams echo forth from fields behind us. Terror spreads like fire through the minds of the men surrounded up on the hill top. Fleeing north though the brush, over thorns and thistle. Bleeding out weakening with every step coming no closer to your freedom from pain.
Waist deep in the river, Nowhere left to run. Bodies pile high about me. We turn ourselves to face them, with renewed hate in our hearts we raise our weapons once more.
Our final stand, Sword still in hand, we kill to survive. We fight till we die!
Our numbers wane, against our enemies blades, cut down in droves, yet we won't break again.
Fight to the last man, until the sword drops from hand. Taken by rivers flow to rest in silt and sand.
Buried low, lost to time, nameless bones rest beneath the rivers tide.
The glory of the bloodshed lost to the waves. Our bones lay in wait, For the earth to consume us once more. No etching in stone Marks the sight of our end, Only written in tome are the deeds of our lords. Yet the marks left upon our bones lets this legacy be be seen.
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WARLIKE MADNESS is Inspired by the events of the Battle of Towton. Known as one of the bloodiest battles to take place on English soil. Some sources claiming the death toll to be as high as 28,000. This battle took place during the War of the Roses on the 29th of March 1461.
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Indomitable Hatred, drives us forward to war!
Fell screams, herald cries, upon the dawn of battle. Drawn swords, glimmer amidst ranks of men.
The precipice of war calls thee.
English bows, standing tall upon the hill top, take aim. Stood firm amidst the storm of war.
Violent enthralment bares down on my mind, This fetish of death surrounds and obsesses me.
Pleasure and death becoming one, pushing us further and further. Death becomes our master.
Steadfast we stand, with spear in hand, shield raised in another. The songs of our brothers rings out to the enemies ranks. Our Blades thirst, for the flesh of these men, who would stand against us. Give the order to charge as we let out our Warcry! The rush of battle takes hold, consuming all in its path, delight in blood spilt upon the soil, death's eternal glory is our mark!
Fallen brothers lay battered upon frozen blood and earth, as the rhythm of blade on helm and mail can be heard, Cries of pain be their melody. Lives are given in pursuit of this hate.
Only in death, glorious death will the bloodshed end.
Violent screams echo forth from fields behind us. Terror spreads like fire through the minds of the men surrounded up on the hill top. Fleeing north though the brush, over thorns and thistle. Bleeding out weakening with every step coming no closer to your freedom from pain.
Waist deep in the river, Nowhere left to run. Bodies pile high about me. We turn ourselves to face them, with renewed hate in our hearts we raise our weapons once more.
Our final stand, Sword still in hand, we kill to survive. We fight till we die!
Our numbers wane, against our enemies blades, cut down in droves, yet we won't break again.
Fight to the last man, until the sword drops from hand. Taken by rivers flow to rest in silt and sand.
Buried low, lost to time, nameless bones rest beneath the rivers tide.
The glory of the bloodshed lost to the waves. Our bones lay in wait, For the earth to consume us once more. No etching in stone Marks the sight of our end, Only written in tome are the deeds of our lords. Yet the marks left upon our bones lets this legacy be be seen.
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WARLIKE MADNESS is Inspired by the events of the Battle of Towton. Known as one of the bloodiest battles to take place on English soil. Some sources claiming the death toll to be as high as 28,000. This battle took place during the War of the Roses on the 29th of March 1461.
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