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Aldebarana - Those Who Harvest the Stars

from Ven n'Stranŋ Ura​ë​r​ë​g​.​.​. (split) by Man Daitõrgul

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Music composed in July 2014 (Pontevedra).
Lyrics finished in January 2015 (Madrid).

Recorded in Winter 2015 at Stellar Monolith Studio (Madrid):
- Alpha Tauri (vocals, guitars, keyboards, drum programming)
- Gamma Tauri (bass)
- Monk Tauri (choir)

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A line of solar sailers
propelled by the distant light
are cruising to the places
where langsyne reigned the night.

The seeds have grown to blossoms.
The spikes have flourished to suns.
The grindstones stroke the scythes.
Under the hoods, smiles arise.

Some battleships approaches,
carrying veterans of hundred wars,
but none shall gaze the faces
of those who harvest the stars.

Canyons bright over gray stelae cruisers left behind.
The reapers begin their journey, the harvest have been started.
After the awakening of Pleiades, the birth of Aldebaran.
Four-winged galaxies are launched afar, spinning through the gas.

Once again, the eternal cycle that keeps the flames of live,
He-Who-Sows-the-Nebulae and Those-Who-Harvest-the-Stars.
Twin faces in the universe, like Ianus' double head.
Ones must to destroy, so others can consecrate their lives to creation.

"What's the fate of the reapers of suns
when the harvest is ended and done?
Time to sleep amidst the centuries to come.
Time to wait to replace what destroys the war."

Lightning skies, the rays and the blasts,
silent deployment of fire and dust,
draining the stars and burning the suns,
clusters of novas reduced to the rust.

Nebula fades as a torch in the dark,
the human plague succumb to the wrath.
Galaxies blazing, battleships clashed.
The reapers will sleep til the next sowing of stars.

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Man Daitõrgul Madrid, Spain

Man Daitõrgul means "Fortress of the 1.000 Towers" in Baaldro, a language created by the man behind this (Mario A.) for the dark fantasy saga he's writing, which inspires all his music.

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