The Antarctic
by Chimneys
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At Polheim
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Salt of the Earth
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The race to the South Pole, 1911-12.
1 & 2: of the Norwegian expedition.
3: of Robert Falcon Scott and his British expedition.
4: of Apsley Cherry-Garrard, exploring, and his friends.
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The race to the South Pole, 1911-12.
1 & 2: of the Norwegian expedition.
3: of Robert Falcon Scott and his British expedition.
4: of Apsley Cherry-Garrard, exploring, and his friends.
credits
released 05 March 2011
Alex Greiner
Pete Matthiessen
Thommy Minnick
Kain Naylor
mixed by Alex and Allen Farmelo
mastered by Allen
painting by Xavier Cortada
design by Futurehaus
Alex Greiner
Pete Matthiessen
Thommy Minnick
Kain Naylor
mixed by Alex and Allen Farmelo
mastered by Allen
painting by Xavier Cortada
design by Futurehaus
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Jul 06Brooklyn, NY
discography
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Jul 2012 -
Mar 2011
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- Track Name: At Polheim
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The pole is ours
Pure and precise
pleasant, pitching our tent
Five frostbitten
fists have firstly fixed
our famous flag
The pole is ours
grim and gleaming
fleet our party will home
But how will the Englishmen take our win?
Haakon, you let this happen! - Track Name: Salt of the Earth
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Salt of the earth, salt of the earth
Our night-march, thuds and rings
All the softest colors are borne in snow
No breeze on our cheek telling West from East
By Jupiter's hand, by candlestick
To the dark, we cast off: goodnight, my boys, good
Helmets at the wind, Lean ho!
To rob the Emperors' eggs
Aurora's fingers wide through pitchy dark
Lifted off our roof, black blizzard snow
to fell us where we lay
Yea death would be easier, than sleep to wake
And weakness bites my heart
We came back alive, by your good lead
But starving and afraid
Soon you'd left again, to claim the Pole
And I to see you home
Salt of the earth, salt of the earth--
Invincible strong and eager full
Once pulled me on my way,
now fell on your tracks--
How, my boys, could you?
Collapsing your tent, your grave we build
To the dark, we cast off: goodnight, my boys, good.
