⭐UK Garage/Pub Rock anthem for Two Yangman -トマス＆ウィルの真声 by イングランド・ロック
【泥と銀】 ☞ YouTubeで検索 or 各メジャー音楽サイト
ワン、ツー、スリー、フォー！
30ポンドの鉄の網 胸に食い込む重い十字架
海峡の風に震えながら 栄光ってやつを試しに来た
銀の拍車と 没落した家名だけが俺のすべて
だがフランスの泥濘は 身分なんざ知ったこっちゃない
鎧には赤錆が浮き 王室の金庫は空っぽさ
吟遊詩人の歌なんて 全部クソみたいな嘘だった！
カビた配給パンを噛み砕き 這い出る虫ごと飲み込んでやる
死体の身包みをひん剥いて 泥棒野郎どもと肩を組む
「マイ・ロード」と嗤いながら 泥のなかに唾を吐く
氷雨のなか震えようが 俺の知ったこっちゃねえ
俺は泥から生まれた 無冠の私生児
だが矢が降り注ぐ時 逃げねえのは俺だけだろ？
泥と銀！ 錆びついた血！
異国の泥で咽び泣く イングランドのガキ二人！
一人は栄光を 一人は奪ったパンを求める！
どのみち死体と添い寝すりゃ 降るのは同じ冷たい雨！
ああ、俺たちは死体と添い寝するのさ！
(Thomas) 猛将の斧が振るわれ 冷酷な軍紀が血を啜る
(Thomas) 英雄になりてえが あの狂った目には震えが止まらねえ
(Will) 従者の俺は首を振り 転がった死体からブーツを盗む
(Will) 「名誉じゃ腹は膨れねえよ、犬の餌になるだけだぜ！」
泥と銀！ 錆びついた血！
異国の泥で咽び泣く イングランドのガキ二人！
一人は栄光を 一人は奪ったパンを求める！
どのみち死体と添い寝すりゃ 降るのは同じ冷たい雨！
[Guitar Solo]
救いの聖者はいねえ 今夜は騎士道もねえ
あるのは錆びた剣と 泥まみれの路地裏の喧嘩だけ
(Will) 俺がアンタの背中を守り
(Thomas) 俺がお前の娼婦の銀貨を払う
(2人) 貴族と平民！ 百年戦争のどん底で！
泥と銀！（泥と銀！）
錆に血！（錆に血！）
神はフランドルを捨てた 悪魔だけが俺たちの味方！
死体と添い寝するのさ！
地獄で添い寝するのさ！
＊泥を啜り、生を掴め。 英雄不在の戦場から放たれる、魂を叩き割るロックアンセム解禁。 栄光など、どこにもない。あるのは豚の糞と赤痢、そして死臭が立ち込めるフランスの泥濘だけだ。
光闇居士（Twilight Master）が放つ、病的なまでの歴史考証とダークリアリズムで中世の真実を抉り出す大河小説 『The Silver Spur -銀の拍車-』その血塗られた世界観を、荒々しいUKガレージロックの衝動へと昇華した公式テーマトラック「Mud and Silver（泥と銀）」が遂にベールを脱ぐ。
舞台は百年戦争末期のフランドル。狂信と略奪が支配する泥の海で、幻の魔女ジャンヌ・ダルクの首を追う没落小貴族の騎士トマスと、生への執着だけで泥を這いずる従者ウィル。 本作「Mud and Silver」は、身分という見えない壁に縛られながらも、カビたパンを奪い合い、時に背中を預け合う「泥犬二匹のブロマンス」を、強烈なツインボーカルで叩きつける。重く歪んだベースラインと、冷たい氷雨を切り裂くようなギターカッティングは、高潔な騎士道という欺瞞を中指を立てて笑い飛ばす反骨のサウンドだ。
アニメ調のヒロイックファンタジーに飽き足らない、すべての大人たちへ。鉄の重みと、泥の冷たさと、生きるための圧倒的な熱量をこの曲から感じ取れ。 光闇居士（Twilight Master）が構築する、かつてなく生々しい中世ヨーロッパの暗黒を、今すぐ体感せよ。
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【Mud and Silver】 ☞ search on YouTube or on all major music platforms
Thirty pounds of iron, a heavy cross upon my chest
Shivering in the channel, putting glory to the test
I’ve got the silver spurs, I’ve got the fallen family name
But this French mud doesn’t care about the rules of the game
My armor’s catching rust, the king is out of gold
And the knightly tales I read are just lies that I was told
He’s chewing on the rations, spitting out the creeping bugs
Stealing from the dying, hanging with the trench thugs
He calls me 'My Lord' with a cynical sneer and a spit
We're freezing in the rain, and he doesn’t give a shit
He’s a bastard of the dirt, a rat without a crown
But when the arrows fall, he’s the only one who sticks around
Mud and silver, blood on the rust!
Two English boys choking on the foreign dust!
One wants the glory, one wants the stolen bread
But we’ll both be drinking rain when we’re sleeping with the dead!
Yeah, we’re sleeping with the dead!
General Talbot swings the axe, the discipline is grim
I want to be the hero, but I’m terrified of him
My squire shakes his head, strips the boots off of a corpse
Says "Honor doesn't feed you when you’re eaten by the dogs!"
Mud and silver, blood on the rust!
Two English boys choking on the foreign dust!
One wants the glory, one wants the stolen bread
But we’ll both be drinking rain when we’re sleeping with the dead!
[Guitar Solo]
No holy saints to save us, no chivalry tonight
Just a rusty bloody broadsword and a dirty street fight
He watches my back, I pay for his whores
The noble and the peasant in the hundred-year wars!
Mud and silver! (Mud and silver!)
Blood on the rust! (Blood on the rust!)
God left Flanders, in the devil we trust!
Yeah, we're sleeping with the dead!
Sleeping with the dead!
＊Choke on the Mud. Survive the Madness. The gritty rock anthem from the dark medieval epic The Silver Spur has arrived. Forget the shining armor. Forget the noble knights. In this war, chivalry drowns in a quagmire of blood, filth, and dysentery. Forged in the visionary mind of Twilight Master.
The Silver Spur is a masterclass in dark realism-stripping away the romanticized myths of the Middle Ages to reveal a visceral, Realism historical nightmare. Now, the savage world of this groundbreaking epic explodes into sound with its official companion track: "Mud and Silver." Set against the grim backdrop of the Hundred Years' War, the story follows Thomas, a desperate, impoverished English knight, and Will, his cunning, street-rat squire. Together, they cross the Channel to hunt the phantom witch, Joan of Arc. What they find is a godless wasteland.
"Mud and Silver" translates their fight for survival into a blistering UK Garage/Pub Rock anthem. Driven by a heavy, overdriven bassline and raw, cynical dual vocals, the track captures the friction between aristocrat and peasant. They fight over stolen, maggot-ridden bread and share the same prostitutes, yet they are the only ones watching each other's backs when the arrows fall. This isn't a fairy tale; it's a gritty, cinematic punch to the gut. Step into the mud. Feel the rust on your chainmail. Experience the unapologetic dark fantasy universe crafted by Twilight Master. "Mud and Silver" is available now.
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Epic of Two Knights（a little spoiler ）少しネタバレ
【The Marebito's Crusade】☞ search on YouTube or on all major music platforms
彷徨える者の十字軍
[The English Rain]
In the grey of the dawn, where the cold pigs cry
We carried old iron under a weeping sky
Thirty pounds of rust, and a silver spur
Leaving the hearth for a bloody blur
No maidens to weep, no songs of the brave
Just the wind pulling us toward a foreign grave
Across the churning water, the wooden belly groans
We trade our fathers' fields for a field of shattered bones!
[The Mud of France]
Oh, the Phantom in the flames! The blood in the mud!
Where the saints and the sinners drown in the flood!
Through the burning of the abbeys, through the famine and the cold
We are fighting for the ashes, for a crown we cannot hold!
The mercenary laughs in the dark of the wood
A witch on the pyre, misunderstood
We drank the stolen wine, we shared the stolen bread
Marching with the shadows, talking to the dead
A peasant and a noble, bound by the dirt
Searching for a meaning in the hollow and the hurt
[Instrumental: The Long Journey]
Through the venom of the sea, to the crescent and the sun
Where the heavy iron melts, and a new life has begun
Shedding off the armor, shedding off the name
In the market of the holy, we are stepping through the flame
[Sands of Jerusalem]
From the mud of the west to the Jerusalem sand!
We forge our own honor with a sword in the hand!
No kings to command us, no ghosts to pursue!
In the heat of the desert, the silver shines true!
The silver shines true!
[The True Knight]
Two brothers in the dust
Where the phantom fades
Two brothers in the dust
Where the phantom fades
Two brothers in the dust
Two brothers in the dust
Two brothers in the dust
＊From the bloody mud of Flanders to the burning sands of Jerusalem. A true knight is forged in the ashes of madness. Forget the myths of shining armor. Step into the visceral, godless reality of the Middle Ages.
The Marebito's Crusade is the monumental symphonic anthem that breathes life into the savage and expansive universe of The Silver Spur, the epic historical dark fantasy saga crafted by visionary author Twilight Master . Delivering an unparalleled realism cinematic aesthetic, this track is a sweeping auditory journey from the grim trenches of the Hundred Years' War to the scorching, exotic heart of the Holy Land.
This is the chronicle of Thomas and Will-an impoverished English knight and his cunning squire, bound by the dirt they crawl in. Hunting the phantom witch Joan of Arc through dysentery-ridden camps and burned-down abbeys, their harrowing struggle for survival eventually washes them onto the golden shores of Jerusalem, far from the religious fanaticism of a collapsing Europe. The musical arrangement mirrors this epic transatlantic odyssey. It begins with the melancholic, rain-soaked strings of a traditional Welsh crwth, slowly descending into the madness of war with dark Gregorian chants and heavy orchestral brass. As the journey shifts eastward, the rhythmic pulse of Middle Eastern Darbuka percussion, Armenian Duduk, and soaring ethnic female vocals seamlessly collide with the Western symphony. The result is a triumphant, awe-inspiring crescendo of survival and rebirth. Shed your rusted chainmail. Embrace the heat of the desert.
The ultimate dark historical epic awaits. The Marebito's Crusade begins now.
＊泥濘のフランドルから、熱砂のエルサレムへ。 真の騎士は、血と灰の中から生まれる。 栄光という名の虚構を叩き潰せ。 光闇居士（Twilight Master）が放つ、歴史大河ダークファンタジーの到達点『The Silver Spur -銀の拍車-』。その壮大かつ残酷な世界観を、音と映像の奔流で描き出すシンフォニック・アンセム『The Marebito's Crusade（彷徨える者の十字軍）』がついに顕現する。百年戦争の泥沼から中東の聖地へと至る、圧倒的なスケールと病的なまでのリアリティが、リスナーを中世の地獄と黎明へと引きずり込む。
神が不在のフランス戦線。幻の魔女ジャンヌ・ダルクの影を追い、赤痢と腐臭に塗れた泥を這いずり回った若き騎士トマスと従者ウィル。彼らの果てしない流転の旅は、いつしか西欧の狂信を抜け出し、異教のスパイスと血の匂いが交差する灼熱のエルサレムへと至る。 楽曲は、ケルトの冷たい雨を思わせるウェールズ古楽器の物悲しい旋律から幕を開ける。そこから、泥濘でもがくグレゴリオ聖歌風の男声合唱、そして中東の太鼓とアラビアのウードが巻き起こす熱砂のグルーヴへ。西洋と東洋の古典楽器がフルオーケストラと激しく衝突し、溶け合うクライマックスは、病的なまでリアリズムを追い求めて、生々しさと、大河叙事詩のカタルシスを完全融合させている。
ヒロイック・ファンタジーのメッキを剥がした、極限の歴史体験。 生にすがり、泥を舐めた者だけが見る「真の騎士の誕生」を、全身で刮目せよ。
