Track from the documentary 'The Brazilian Templar Mystery 2020

The Crusades

Remix of a baroque french song from the XVIIth century called "Bransle de Village".

DANCING PLAGUE

Wrote this for music filler to be used in my door build video.  It represents winters coming to an end and its time to back outside and get them projects done!

Winter's End (short version)

Benjammin Riff

When the world tries to drag you down,  sometimes you need your friends to pull you up.   You can overcome.

Overcome

official demo for Eduardo Tarilonte's new sample library "ERA" featuring the one and only Malukah on vocals!

Through the Night feat. Malukah - Eduardo Tarilonte ERA

Heldom & Sigurboði - Sortnar

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4JHyTkDywe0

First collaboration with the amazing and talented Sigurboði Grétarsson!
It was an absolute honor to work with him on this very powerful project.

We came up with the title Sortnar which means Darkens as the lyrics is
speak about the beginning of the end.

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Lyrics :

Sal sér hon standa
sólu fegra,
gulli þakðan
á Gimlé:
Þar skulu dyggvar
dróttir byggja
ok um aldrdaga
ynðis njóta.

Það man hon fólkvíg
fyrst í heimi
er Gullveig
geirum studdu
ok í höll Hárs
hana brenndu.

Þrysvar brenndu
þrysvar borna,
oft, ósjaldan;
þó hon enn lifir.

Surtr ferr sunnan
með sviga lævi,
skínn af sverði
sól valtíva;
grjótbjörg gnata
en gífr rata,
troða halir helveg
en himinn klofnar.

Þar kjömr inn dimmi
dreki fljúgandi,
naðr fránn, neðan
frá Niðafjöllum;
berr sér í fjöðrum,
flýgr völl yfir,
Níðhöggr nái,
nú mun hon sökkvaz.

Lyrics Translated to English :

More fair than the sun, 
a hall I see,
Roofed with gold,
on Gimlé it stands;
There shall the righteous
rulers dwell,
And happiness ever
there shall they have. 

The war I remember,
the first in the world,
When the gods with spears
had smitten Gullveig,
And in the hall
of Hár had burned her,

Three times burned,
and three times born,
Oft and again,
yet ever she lives.

Surtr fares from the south
with the scourge of branches,
The sun of the battle-gods
shone from his sword;
The crags are sundered,
the giant-women sink,
The dead throng Hel-way,
and heaven is cloven. 

From below the dragon 
dark comes forth,
Níðhögg flying
from Niðafjöll;
The bodies of men on
his wings he bears,
The serpent bright:
but now must I sink.

Heldom & Sigurboði - Sortnar

Jörmungandr - My Mother Told Me

Addicted to making, creating, and crafting all sorts of projects from different genres, but my heart lives in the medieval.

Overcome

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