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artist: Ammanas
title: Anthems From the Ancient Tales
year: 2026
genre: Black Metal
type: Album
label: Independent
language: English
rel. date: 2026-05-22
source: WEB/MP3
quality: CBR 320kbps / 44.1 kHz / Joint Stereo
runtime: 00:42:19
size: 97.0 MiB / 7 tracks
rip date: 2026-06-15
source url: https://open.qobuz.com/album/jx31zli41uelf
tracklist:
01. Forgotten Songs of the Bards 6:37
02. Fortress of Black Sorcery 5:27
03. The Exodus Through the Helcaraxe 5:10
04. Hidden in the Mountains 6:42
05. Crypt of the Eternals 6:05
06. In the Iron Hills 5:57
07. Dwimorberg 6:20
release notes:
Russian black metal.
From the depths of the ancient legends of Arda this music arises - like
the wind on the first day of summer, rushing over cold mountains. Within
it lives the memory of times when тревbles were yet unknown; echoes of
forgotten wars can be heard, along with the whisper of the ruins of
Beleriand, long covered by the sea, and the shadows of fallen kingdoms.
This album is a journey through mist‑shrouded passes, along dried streams
in dark forests and across the silent plains of a world where sorrow is
unknown and each day passes quietly, like a dream. Here the songs of
bards still linger, traces of long‑faded battles remain, and the roads
lead through an ancient age slowly fading like the light of sunset.
Epic atmospheric black metal woven from the grandeur, melancholy and
austere beauty of Middle‑earth, praised in ancient hymns and forgotten
tales. Music in which the images of heroes and the cold shadows of
majestic halls awaken - music about an eternal and beautiful world that
never truly existed...
Description of the album cover, and what served as the inspiration for
this design:
For many long years, he had gathered knowledge of the past piece by
piece: from the old songs of the Noldor, from the tattered scrolls and
tablets of Númenor, from fragments of forgotten hymns and lost legends.
By night he sat in the dusty halls of Gondor's libraries, fishing out the
truth from scraps of charred manuscripts. In the silence of cold cells,
among the archives, in dark basements and damp grottoes shrouded in dead
cobwebs, step by step a living picture of Middle-earth's past took shape
- and the secret of the Dark Lord was revealed... and his one...