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"Ice is now melted, but still you shiver,
What's rising up, makes you sick and sad.
This wind of hate that all blows away,
Blows even the cold of this end of winter.

Rivers are swollen, mountains await,
Horses in line, the war arrives...
Our King, his army fought, they lost their lives
Our Queen, sword in hand, died by his sides...

For many years, we used to ride,
We used to hunt, we used to laugh.
For all, hand in hand, yes, we were friends,
There was no lie, there was no clan.

But now they're gone, we have to fight,
No other way, to keep our lives,
Buclers and axes, wait for the fray,
Bows and spears, wait for the fate.

Here are my thoughts, here are my thanks,
For all the ones who crossed my path,
For all the things, that built our past,
For all the years, we stole from History.

The fear grows, as the haze breaks up,
The sun glows, on cairns and dust,
The long silence ends in a war cry
The ground rumbles, the horsemen attack..."


from Cairns (2000 - Remastered in 2013), released July 1, 2000


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CYANHIDE Paris, France

CYANHIDE firstly released 3 albums : Early Projects (1998), Cairns (2000) et Dancefloor (2003)). We did everything alone (self-production), but because of this too huge work, we surrendered for some years, and stopped. Slowly, some new titles were designed until we decided to release them on a brand new album : Propaganda. Since 2018, we are preparing new concerts, and the story continues... ... more

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