Heilung Live | REACTION ROULETTE

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@klausoxen6597 10 ай бұрын

Heilung is absolutely EPIC! My all Time favorite Track is "Krigsgraldr" Live @Lifa Concert Version. Many greets from the Center of Germany🦇🤘

@secondhandreactions 10 ай бұрын

Hello from New York! Thanks for the suggestion. I love your enthusiasm for this band! We add this to our list. Thank🙏you

@slatooy 11 ай бұрын

You need to see and hear this from Heilung live at Castlefest; In Maidjan, Krigsgaldr and alfadhirhaiti ❤ you will love this!

@neighborsue 11 ай бұрын

I’ll check it out I really enjoy this song

@secondhandreactions 11 ай бұрын

Interesting. Thanks for the suggestion

@vbraider1 9 ай бұрын

Great Reaction, and Merry Christmas from Germany

@secondhandreactions 9 ай бұрын

Thank you for watching with us. Merry Christmas to you and yours!

@neighborsue 9 ай бұрын

Cheers!!

@ronaldmcrae4896 11 ай бұрын

Their live show is nothing short of spectacular! I was struck by how petite Maria is. In the videos she looks so formidable/foreboding, expected to see a larger, taller person.

@secondhandreactions 11 ай бұрын

This was pretty amazing. It’s great how well they got their whole vision together

@neighborsue 11 ай бұрын

I completely understand why reacting to a live, was a top suggestion!

@PeteFindsObscureStuff 11 ай бұрын

The mix on that track is nothing short of spectacular!!

@secondhandreactions 11 ай бұрын

Yes! Glad you caught that.

@juliafernandes991 11 ай бұрын

Their song Othan, live at the same concert, is amazing, I highly recommend it

@secondhandreactions 11 ай бұрын

Oh nice! Thank you. We’ll definitely listen. Loved seeing this live footage

@neighborsue 11 ай бұрын

Any insight to the storyline with the song Othan?

@juliafernandes991 11 ай бұрын

@@neighborsue This is from a Heilung post : It contains ancient combat protection spells and words from Odin, the highest northern god and lord of war and poetry. The first part of the song is a combination of spells found on bracteates which are sometimes hard to understand or translate. These bracteates, pendants, were produced mostly during the Migration Period up until the 7th century AD in Northwestern Europe. They were mostly made from Roman gold, which the Germanic tribes had received as peace money. Interpretations of some inscriptions are still heavily debated amongst researchers. Some clues hint towards the words leek, ale or a cuckoo and can be loosely interpreted into a spell of some sorts. However, most of the time it seems to be rather difficult to grasp a meaningful sense in the inscriptions. Although the High One enjoys war, he also indulges in poetry. Othan therefore has a second part where the white mistress of incantations recites the words that the High One gave to man: a spell sung under the shields to bless them and protect the warriors. (Hávámal, stanza 156) In the third part the mood gets darker and we have now reached the point of an active combat spell. The power to stop an arrow in its flight is invoked. (Hávamál stanza 150) After that the name of the highest Nordic god is repeated in a wolfish, barking mantra, partly to transport the feeling, that the ancient Nordic warrior groups often perceived themselves as animal packs. This is for example described by Ibrahim Ibn Yaqub al-Tartushi, a 10th century traveller and merchant, who writes that the people of Hedeby sang in a barking manner.

@neighborsue 11 ай бұрын

@@juliafernandes991 I really appreciate the heads up for all the twists and turns of Othan. I do not normally look into things before I watch them, but this may be very helpful to understand when one spell transitions into another.

@A.J.EspinalMusic 8 ай бұрын

Fylgyja Ear [Old English] The grave is terrible to every earl, when the fixed flesh begins, the corpse cooling, to choose the earth paleness as its bedmate. Fruits fail, joys depart, mankind ceases to be. Futhorc ᚠ - Wealth is a comfort to every man, although every man must share it out greatly if he would obtain a portion of the Lord’s glory. ᚢ - The ox is single-minded and over-horned, most savage beast, fighting with his horns, well-known moor-stepper. That is a proud creature. ᚦ - Thorns are severely sharp. To any thane seizing it is an evil, measurelessly cruel to every man who comes to rest upon it. ᚩ - The mouth is the beginning of all speech, a support to wisdom and a comfort to the wise, and a prosperity and trust to every earl. ᚱ - Riding is a comfort to every warrior in the hall, and very trying to those who sit upon a powerful courser over the mile-paths. ᚳ - A torch is known by every living being to be on fire, white and bright, most often burning where the nobles rest themselves within. ᚻ - Hail is the whitest of grains. It comes down from heaven’s breeze, the wind’s showers rolls it down, and after it becomes water. ᚾ - Need is a constraint on the breast, although it often comes to the sons of men a help and a healing of every one, if they hearken to his demands before. ᛁ - Ice is really cold, measurelessly slippery glistening clear as glass, most like gemstones a floor created by frost, and a fair face. ᛖ - The new year is the hope of men, when God allows, the Holy Heaven’s King, the earth to give her bright fruits to rich and poor alike. ᛋ - The sun is ever a hope to seamen, when they carry themselves over the fishes’ bath, until their brine-horses bring them to shore. ᛏ - Tir is a certain token, it keeps its troth well with noble men. It is always on its journey over the clouds of night, never wandering. ᛒ - Birch lacks fruit, even though it bears shoots without seed. It is lovely in its branches, high in its crown and fairly adorned, laden with leaves, pressing into the breeze. ᛗ - Man is in mirth, dear to his brother; though every one must depart to another place, because the Lord wishes, through his own doom, that our wretched flesh be commended to the earth. ᛚ - The waters seem to men to be broad, if they should venture upon an unstable ship, and the sea-waves terrify them so, and the brine-horse cares not for his bridle. ᛠ - The grave is terrible to every earl, when the fixed flesh begins, the corpse cooling, to choose the earth paleness as its bedmate. Fruits fail, joys depart, mankind ceases to be.