Metal - Maethennfamial from Aancë by Anamura

The large feasts are going to finish
It is time... to perish
There will be no trail of purification
It is time... for putrefaction

The famine will crush the civilization
The great water will be poisoned
The only rain will be putrid
Until you can’t even breathe

Ann mafaiarth tarcaesas anna landa
Anné luvia mingesas annaë forgaraë
Anné aireia venomesas annaë nangaraë
Anné auma síeras cunthamena

Ann mafaiarth tarcaesas anna landa
Anné luvia mingesas annaë forgaraë
Anné aireia venomesas annaë nangaraë
Anné auma síeras cunthamena

[The hunger will scourge the land
The rain will destroy the crops
The air will poison the entrails
The water will be contaminated]

[Corrected lyrics]

Anná mafaias tarcaesas anna lianda
Anné luvia mingesas annaë fargaraë
Anné aireia venomesas annaë nangasaë
Anné aumia síesas cunthamena

• Ambient
• epic
• ethnic
• folk
• instrumental
• soundtrack
• Spain