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Swamp, My Neighbour (2015)

by Svartby

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1.
Morbid Quag 03:39
Far, far  Dark might has spread Claimed the ancient forests Weak, small Razed hamlets Left in desolation What's beyond The city walls Ain't an easy target Morbid scab Of townsfolk Reeks with human stench Marshland Spread around the walls Witches Bane the creatures of the swamp, Swamp Toads, sludge Willows, moss Sweet and wet smell of rot Go for it,  Accept the swamp Quag's your next-door pal now Green, yellow Glaring eyes Staring through mire fog Muffled songs Of slime and ooze Slurped and whispered from the bog Twisted Gene pools Molding flesh and herb Raising Dead bodies From the grounds of glory Mutated Monsters creep Greet new snouts and faces Quaggy grounds Instead of fields Not a playground anymore
2.
Tänk på hur det går När du inga avlopp har Du kastar allting utför fönstret För att ruttna där Avskrädeshögar Råttors koloni Bara en råtta Vederbörligt sjuk Som sprider ångan  Från häxors grytor Trojansk råtta Förhäxat skinn Bär pest och sjukdom Från hög till hög Bringar den sjukdom Från sitt skinn Råttors koloni Gula ångor höjer sig Upp från smutsiga gator Borgare, spy upp dina tarmar Med kvällsmat, blod och var
3.
Goat Crack 03:27
Goat Crack, a misty gully Filled with bushes, filled with thorns Goat Crack, a tricky spot Where goats are found and lost. Goat Crack, a misty gully Filled with bushes, filled with thorns Goat Crack, a tricky spot Where goats are found and lost If some cattle went astray While a shepherd was asleep All the people know you may Find it in - in the gully's deep Meet shepherd lass Martha  And her long, blond plait And her big, big milk cans Holding lads' breath Meet shepherd lass Martha  And her long, blond plait And her big milk cans Holding lads' breath Good-hearted and a laugher And goes out with all market Striding through meadow Goat gone - where to get it? Goat Crack, Goat Crack - a misty gully Goat Crack, Goat Crack - a tricky spot Filled with bushes, filled with thorns Goat Crack, Goat Crack - where goats are found and lost Once she was gone No one saw her for two weeks Then back if nothing happened Same soft arms and apple cheeks But poor blokes moan And VD rates grow Mixtures all but fail Dicks so green, keep falling off If your husband's dick is gone Then he visits Martha's shack Blessed by curse from boggy gully She is nick-named Goat Crack Goat Crack, Goat Crack - a misty gully Goat Crack, Goat Crack - a tricky spot Filled with bushes, filled with thorns Goat Crack, Goat Crack - where dicks are found and lost
4.
There was a man Whose name was Karl All dirty beard and smoking socks, He scratched his stinky balls He had a farm With nothing more but poultry He bred his hens with love "Eggs of Karl", a famous brand They fit  Every meal Either lord or burgher "Eggs of Karl", a famous brand "Eggs of Karl", a famous brand There was a witch Whose name's a mess All dirty hands and smoking warts, She scratched her stinky toads She had a farm  With nothing more but poultry Infesting it with toads and love "Eggs of Karl", a famous brand Hatch, hatch,  Incubate, incubate Cockerel eggs for the next shipment Hatched, hatched From famous eggs Basilisks rip some fucking throats All lords and burghers in the morning Have for breakfast Brand new "Eggs of Karl" All town's a mess, All panic through the streets Greet Famous Farmer's Eggs Greet Famous Farmer's Eggs
5.
Dead Boys 03:55
'Round the city walls Grounds of fame, glorious battlefield Ditches nursing bones Both of enemy and defender Fragrant smell of grass Masked the stench of rotting corpses Soldier flesh decayed Bone keeps memory of what they were Dead boys Embrace the witch power We give you morass powder We give you rusty bullets Dead boys We give you life and purpose We give you strength and focus All for one - all for one village Аrquebusier, musketeer, swordsmen Rise from the graves to unlife, back in game Rusty cuirasses, blades and rifles All host back, back in action again Rise and shine Rise and smile Creep and crawl One more chance We don't sow We do harvest Recycled squads  Renewed, enhanced Dead boys feel no pain No remorse, no regret And a rotten brain Craves just what you make them crave
6.
Iron Stone 02:26
A sacred place Beyond the city walls A great obelisk Of Iron Stone Swords and axes shoved in For city glory City guards kneel while Priests pray and tell the stories Can't foresee Any mischief From sacred grove Can't foresee In your armor You'll be stoved Iron Stone draws all armor  With men inside At the very moment They're fried alive Can't get free From the grip of Iron Stone Plates and mails melt, Burn flesh to the bone
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8.
Bog Bar 02:10
Bog bar Green staff Green stuff Acid liquors burn my guts Bog bar Misty, small Reek hall Crunchy nails will do for peanuts Bog bar Fart star Contest Highlight of the night so far Bog bar Passed out Dweebs are Considered snacks and won't wake up Bog bar Green staff Green stuff Acid liquors burn my guts Bog bar Misty, small Reek hall Crunchy nails for peanuts BOG BAR! Daybreak Sharp-tooth Snout Slowly gnaws at neighbour's flank Pickled Zombie head Staring Out of a dusty tank
9.
När hösten kommer  Ta dina flaskor  Honungsjakt Börjar nu Flytande nektar Av svarta rosor Finnes i  Ihåliga mystiska träd Mörka honungsbin  Sömniga på hösten Förhindrar inte Hämtande grupper När hösten kommer  Ta dina flaskor  Honungsjakt Börjar nu Den svarta honungen För daglig mat Den svarta honungen  För läkemedel Den svarta honungen För borgmästarens fest  Den svarta honungen  Dyr som guld Ingen märkte Honungsbins Röda ögon Ingen märkte Att den smakar  Annorlunda Ingen märkte  Små svarta fläckar Ingen märkte Innan det var för sent Svarta rosor växer nu  Ut från gourmandens hud Kvävdes av Rosenblad
10.
Clock Tower 03:48
One, two Grab your shoes Grab your club Clock Tower tolls Three, four Open the door Off to townhall Need befalls One, two Pushing through Crowds as anxiety grew Three, four Mind your toes Hear what city guards say Stay or flee - it's up to you Hide or fight - it's up to you Squeal or roar - it's up to you There's no way out Call to arms, call to arms Stand for your life Call to arms, call to arms You could survive this night Knock, knock Townsfolk Herbal giants bash the walls Tick-tock Says the clock Counting minutes until dawn One, two Pushing through Crowds as anxiety grew Three, four Mind your toes Hear what city guards say Stay or flee - it's up to you Hide or fight - it's up to you Squeal or roar - it's up to you There's no way out Call to arms, call to arms Stand for your life Stand for your city You could survive this night Call to arms, call to arms Stand for your life Call to arms, call to arms You could survive this night One, two Greenish goo Floods the streets as people spew Three, four Add some gore Zombies leak through ruined wall Five, six Minutes tick Townspeople fight with sticks Seven, eight Guards are dead And Clock Tower stands silent Stay or flee - it's up to you Hide or fight - it's up to you Squeal or roar - it's up to you There's no way out
11.
Eisenstein 02:26
Ein heiliger Ort Außerhalb der Stadtmauer Der schwarze Obelisk Aus Eisenstein Schwert und Axt sind kampfbereit Für den Ruhm der Stadt Die Wächter knien nieder Während die Priester beten Niemand kann  das Unheil sehen Das vom Wald herüberzieht Niemand kann Die Männer sehen Die in der Rüstung qualvoll sterben Der Eisenstein trifft alle Rüstungen Mit den Menschen im Inneren Und genau in dem Moment,  Sind sie dem Tod geweiht Niemand kann befreit werden Aus dem Griff des Eisensteins Platten und Nägel schmelzen Fleisch verbrennt bis auf die Knochen

about

In previous chapters the creatures of Svartby got very lucky with hexing and pillaging peaceful peasant villages and having lots of fun. But at a certain moment destroying yet another hapless hamlet is no effort at all. So, what's next? And what are those walls and towers we behold beyond the pines...

A strong human city requires quite an imaginative approach. You can't head straight to the gates - well, it's war, that will result in casualties, and casualties among Svartby folk ain't no fun at all. So the masterminds of the Black Village made their choice: it will be a slow poisonous penetration rather than a dumbass attack.

We can't bring the city into the forest, but we can bring a deadly slimy environment to the city walls: the swamp. The mighty marshland offers a vast field of activities and experiments: mutated plants and creatures, raised zombies, viruses, vapors and maladies... You bet it would be exciting.

Welcome to the 4th chapter of Svartby storybook - The Swamp!

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released October 30, 2015

Line-up:

Gnofkes - vocals
Lindwurm - guitars
Humla - guitars
Fjällräv - bass
Giftsvamp - keyboards, voice in "Den Svarta Honungen"
Woopzy - drums

Guest musicians:
Darya Ivlitskaya - female vocals in "Goat Crack"

All music by Svartby
All lyrics by Giftsvamp
German translation for "Eisenstein" by Fabian Häcker
Swedish lyrics proof by Jack Wulff

Recorded by Alexey Bolotov (Nov 2014 - May 2015)
Mixed by Hiili Hiilesmaa (June 2015)
Mastered by Hiili Hiilesmaa (Sep 2015)

Artwork by Dmitriy "Impaga" Isakevich
Layout design by Elya Novoselov

CD can be purchased from the publisher Soundage Prod. at
eng.soundage.org/shop/goods.php?id=5556

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Svartby Санкт Петербург, Russian Federation

SVARTBY is a band from Saint-Petersburg, Russia that plays vivid, merry and brutal folk-metal in Swedish and English. The lyrics tell about wild magical creatures living in 'Svartby' (the fictional Black Village) - witches, imps, dwarfs, zombies, goblins who are struggling with humans within their reach. ... more

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