Dargor - Land Of The Dead (Summoning Cover)

Music and lyrics by Summoning 2006 (from the album "Oath Bound") All Rights Reserved Tribute by Dargor created in 2023/2024 Cover line-up: Michał Kustra - guitars, vocals, synths Damian Muszyński - bass, vocals Dawid Warchoł - keyboard Michał Socha - guitars Maciej Socha - drums Ewa Sarna - flute Grzesiek Gnat - keyboard Marcin Neszew - vocals Gabriela Muszyńska - vocals Alina Duszczyńska - vocals Jaromir Przewoźnik - vocals Paweł Leniart - vocals Mix & mastering by Adrian Jarosz (Adrian Jarosz Soundlab) Video by Michał Kustra (recording & editing plus some fragments from stock) Drums recorded at Lunar Sound Studio (Michał Kornaga) Bass recorded at Adrian Jarosz Soundlab (Adrian Jarosz) Guitars and vocals recorded at Kancho Records Studio (Michał Kustra) Keyboards and flute recorded at Regnat Audio Studio (Grzegorz Gnat) Track editing by Michał Kustra (guitars, vocals, keyboards, synths, drums, flute), Michał Kornaga (drums) & Adrian Jarosz (bass, vocals) Thanks to everyone for participating in this cover! Thanks to the Summoning band for creating an amazing song that has accompanied me since 2006 and became special to me as soon as it was released (Michał Kustra). Dargor links: FB:   / dargormetaltv   IG:   / dargorofficial   Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0Ysjc... Bandcamp: https://dargor.bandcamp.com/ Meuse Music Records: https://www.meusemusicrecords.eu/ Lyrics: Where forest stream went through the wood And silent all the stems there stood Of tall trees, moveless, hanging dark With mottled shadows on their bark No moon is there, no voice, no sound Of beating heart, a sigh profound Once in each age, as each age dies Alone is heard, far, far it lies As faint as deepest sleeper's breath An echo came as cold as death Long are the paths of shadow made Where no foot's print is ever laid No moon is there, no voice, no sound Of beating heart, a sigh profound Once in each age, as each age dies Alone is heard, far, far it lies Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky Far, far away, beyond might of day And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay