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The Oath He Swore One Wintersday
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Pagan or Ambient Folk (viking, celtic)
The music of Hagalaz' Runedance has been described as "Ambient Folk" or "Pagan Folk", yet Andrea definitely has her individual style, creating a step into her world, where past and present, dreams and reality meet. Involving a variety of musicians from alternative, medieval and folk music scenes, she has been experimenting with ancient instruments and her voice. Some songs are magical experiences, describing visions and Seidr trances (Northern shamanism). She describes Hagalaz as the rune to unlock the doors to the hidden self. Hagalaz is representing the mysterious side of femininity. Thus, to Andrea, Hagalaz' Runedance symbolises the dance in-between the worlds. In '96 Andrea, released a single with Hagalaz' Runedance called "When The Trees Were Silenced", followed by 1998's album "The Winds That Sang Of Midgard's Fate". In the following year, Andrea released a mini CD entitled "Urd - That Which Was". Spring 2000 marked the release of the album "Volven" . More powerful, more diverse and more Pagan, using traditional Nordic and Celtic instruments, combined with ritualistic drumming and synth-arrangements, Volven invokes a primal, earthly and visual mood. Volven came to collect outstanding critics in the major alternative music magazines. 2002 marked the release of the latest album Frigga's Web. This latest piece is more or less entirely arranged with various ancient instruments and received even more outstanding critics. With much improved vocals and technical experience, broader musical doors have opened to Andrea and with it she felt that the circle had closed for Hagalaz' Runedance.
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January 13, 2005
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A snowed in forest path with lament I dream of long forgotten times an image comes to my mind of a young man riding through the frozen woods In his eyes rage and bitter tears his village was burnt to the ground he storms forth, crying out his pain he is driven by his mothers last words: Raise your sword, my warrior and revenge us fight the men that came to rape our souls never let our gods die. His loved ones were no more the false men with cross slaughtered them all They tried to enforce strange rules which were only meant to turn men to fools His people saw through the lies they stood proud until the end of their time by the false men they were shamed young man for your honour you will have to die. Raise your sword, my warrior and revenge us fight the men that came to rape our soil never let nature die My vision ends here and I return to the modern world Suddenly I see a young man walking sad blue eyes in a bitter face and there’s a young man in the east and another in the west and another raising from the south they all move on driven by the call: Raise yourself, warrior and revenge us fight the men with cross that raped our souls never let our gods die Raise yourself, warrior and revenge us fight the men with cross that raped our soil never let nature die
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