TBCSS: S03E05 – In My Arms

Ritorna da me


Soul of mine, resting in torment
I feel you in my dreams, come back to me!


Men react, men fight, men show off, men scream, men provide, men make justice.

But there’s a soul suffering quietly, a broken spirit that’s been mourning with composure for a long, long time, keeping despair within.

Wounded, inside and out… forsaken in her own blood and misery… Shena lies on the floor, helplessly witnessing the duel between Daltor and the love of her life, Sendor. Her body is torn by bruises, but the physical pain can’t compare to the ache she feels in her heart.

The gracious queen of Icy Forest carried her child in her womb, knowing her love wasn’t going to be accepted by her people. She gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, convinced that she, together with Sendor, would eventually find a way to make everyone welcome little Surod as their prince. Because that’s what love does. Love trusts. Love believes.

But that little baby was abruptly taken away from her. So soon. So unfairly.
She couldn’t find comfort in her soul mate, because the shock of his loss made him go crazy. He took it upon himself to find a way to bring back his son, losing touch with reason, getting angry and isolated, leaving Shena alone.

So there she was, a mother without a baby,  a woman without her companion.

The icy queen kept herself together for the sake of her realm, fighting back the tears, building a strong coat of frost over her heart, to keep its sore core from getting shattered into a million pieces.


As ages pass and fly away
the men keep battling,
but in the end nobody cares
what I went through.
I felt him growing inside of me,
felt him moving inside of me
and I wondered “how can I be so in love
with someone I don’t even see?”

So here I am laid on the floor
and they keep battling.
Sendor is both my enemy
and my kindred soul.
How I wish that he still could see
his true love when he looks at me.
In this battle against the inevitable fate
the one who really lost is me.

He passed away, hopelessly,
he passed away in front of my eyes
when his little life had just begun,
you don’t know what’d give
just to hold him once again
in my arms.

Daltor is blind and not intent,
but he keeps battling,
he’s so completely stuck inside
his vindictive mind.
And while I’m making my worn out plea
he falls down landing on his knees
and now Sendor’s really tired of this game
so he hits him and knocks him down.

He passed away, hopelessly,
he passed away in front of my eyes,
when his little life had just begun,
you don’t know what’d give
just to hold him once again
in my arms and feel the rhythm of
his gentle breath here on my chest,
while I sing to him a lullaby
and this pain I must endure.
Fate’s not ours to decide,
we can’t control our lives,
we have to learn to cope
and move on.

Anima mia che riposi in tormento,
nei sogni ti sento, ritorna da me!

He passed away, hopelessly,
he passed away in front of my eyes
when his little life had just begun
You don’t know what’d give
just to hold him once again
in my armsand feel the rhythm of his gentle breath,
while I sing a lullaby!
And this pain I must endure,
we can’t control our lives.
I just try to cope
and to move on,
for I do believe
we will meet again,
and I’ll hold him tight
in my arms.


– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
All Rights reserved.


Get in the game! 壮大な日本の冒険

Hello, my friends!

Here’s a little fun video of our first trip to Japan!
As you can see, we had a great time in Tokyo, Daniele was a little sick but nothing a good adrenaline-filled live gig couldn’t fix! Japanese Assault fest 16 was awesome and it was all thanks to the great crew of Club Seata and Spiritual Beast, and the absolutely incredible crowd ❤


Until next time, Japan!


AB Rock Planet

Where the hell is Ancient Bards?

Hello everyone,


It’s been quite some time. Ancient Bards played their last show almost 1 year ago, on November 26th, and then kinda vanished. What happened?

Well, life happened.

I’m not going to tell you in detail what happened to each of us, ‘cause I’m not writing this to complain or to raise anyone’s compassion, this is just an overdue update. You know how it is: music can’t be our main focus, we have to put our actual jobs, our families, and our health first.

We’ve worked hard for 10 years, putting every dime and every drop of spare time we had in this project: Ancient Bards slowly grew more and more and right in the moment our career needed that extra push to try to take flight, we found ourselves without resources. We kinda reached the highest peak of our career – so far – in the exact moment things in our personal life started to fall apart. Some of us had a lot on their plate and needed to turn their attention to what was more urgent.

However we were aware it was just a phase and, although we didn’t know how long it would last, we kept on working on Ancient Bards in any way we could, writing stuff whenever the gift of time met the gift of inspiration.

Let me just say we are overwhelmed by all the messages we receive from people asking when the new album will be out. Your eagerness for new stuff is awesome and makes us so proud! Thank you so much!
We always answer to those messages with “the new album is in the making!” and it is the absolute truth: it’s taking time, but it’s coming and it’s going to sound great!

We’re all ok now and back on track. We want to reward your patience by giving you the best of us, an album that is worth the wait. So bear with us and we’re all going to see the light!

You’ll be hearing from Ancient Bards soon, we can’t wait!



Sendor’s little Shop

As you guys know, Ancient Bard’s been celebrating its 10 year anniversary with the “10 Bardic Years Tour”. We’ve been around Europe, to Japan and had our last show in Italy, just right at home.

To celebrate our journey, Japanese Assault Fest has made some pretty kick ass Tees with a design that combines the artworks of our first three albums. This is a super limited edition design and we got to bring some T-shirts home, which are now available for purchase on our Online Store. There are only a couple pieces left by now, so if you want to treat yourself for Christmas hurry up!

On the store you can also find our logo patches, ready to be stitched to your jacket, while the Red Sword Tees are back in stock.

Take a tour of Sendor’s little Shop here: http://ancientbards.bigcartel.com

A few pictures from our shows:

See you all soon!


Let me tell you the truth

I always go on about how hard it is to tour as an emerging band, how we spend hours in a tiny van and sleep in dirty places with very few showers and zero bidets.
LIES! Those are lies, buhauhuahauhahaha!!! The truth is we are actually very rich. Music is bringing us so much money we can even buy a house in every country we play in! It’s so awesome to be rich.

Last time, it wasn’t our intention, but we had to buy a place in Belgium. It was quite a bargain, we didn’t splurge, but a TV show offered us more money than we had spent for the purchase just to take a tour of our house! It goes without saying that we accepted. Yes, we decided to show everyone our mansion and come clean about our true way of life, because hiding and playing poor wasn’t fun anymore. You’ll find the video here below:

So, what do you think of the house? Did you enjoy the video?
To all English speakers: I’m sorry! I’m aware my English is very bad here, but that’s the best I could do. We recorded this in just one quick take the morning after FemME, before leaving to come back to Italy. We didn’t have much time, we had to pass the Gotthard Tunnel before 9PM or it would have been closed and driving up the pass is something you don’t wanna do when the journey is already 17 hours long as it is.

As stated in the final disclaimer, that obviously wasn’t our house. We were lucky to find a very good deal on AirBnB, the house was amazing and the owner was super nice. This was definitely a step up in comparison to our average abodes.


Where will we end up next? I’ll keep you posted!

Take care,

My Brainstorm thread of humanity

Dipped in the blood, the dust, and the dirt…

In celebration of the 10th anniversary of the foundation of Ancient Bards, we are going to play in several cities in the Netherlands and it got me to think of the last time we went there.

On November, 12th 2015 Ancient Bards was playing in London, at the Underworld. I had some nice footage of us freaking out about going down the Eurotunnel and then trying to stick to the right side of the road, but I accidentally canceled everything!
Anyway, the show went great, we had fun on stage and I have to say that the number of people who showed up at the venue was larger than we expected, we met a lot of old and new friends and that felt nice. It was a good night, rainy, but good.

After spending the night in Camden it was time to get on the road again, we had a train to catch! We had a day off before the gig in Apeldoorn, so we took our time to take a look around on our way to Arnhem where we were going to sleep that night. The underwater convoy took us to Calais, from there we went to Oostende to see the Atlantic Wall, then made a quick detour to visit the beautiful Bruges and got to Arnhem for dinner.

I loved that day. I remember feeling so happy, I enjoyed every minute with my friends of Ancient Bards and Dadda (which is fortunate, considering we’re always so close together in the small space we have to share in the van) and, in spite of all the time spent driving, I liked being in 4 different countries in one day, hearing people talk in English, then French, then Walloon, then Dutch. I felt like a true World Citizen (ok, maybe just European, but still).

It’s when we arrived in Arnhem and could connect to a WIFI network that we discovered what horrible things were happening in Paris. Needless to say, we were all petrified and deeply sad.

The next day we drove to Apeldoorn with a heavy heart.
Enjoying music, watching our favorite band, having a drink with friends, grabbing a bite in the fresh air… they’re things we all do, nice little things that make life worth living, little drops of happiness.
In a moment, the sacredness of life and freedom were violated again,and it happened to the concert goers, the beverage drinkers and the food eaters of Paris this time.

The majority of people were killed during a concert. How many times did we go to a concert? How many times did I sing at a concert? A lot. And I was going to play at one more that very night, at Brainstorm Festival. All the bands there were pretty shaken. Te organization called a minute of silence and then everyone paid their respects to the victims with a long heartfelt applause.

When our time to get onstage came, we were ready. I had to warm up thoroughly because my voice didn’t feel quite in shape, but I was fine. Fine, until I started singing and realized that some of the lyrics, which I always associated with something fictional, were getting all too real. I tried to keep it together even when, during The Last Resort, the image of the kings dipped in the blood really started to get to me.

There was nothing I could do but to dedicate the next song, In My Arms, to the victims and everyone affected by the tragedy. I didn’t do it to be dramatic and it’s not even like dedicating something to someone who can’t hear you is going to change anything. But that was another song of loss, death, and pain and I needed the audience’s support.

I received it.

Credit: LoudImages (Marc van Kollenburg)

Maybe I was just in over my head, but I swear I never felt that emotional during a gig. I think the audience felt it, because everyone was with me, kinda like we were all holding hands. In fact, there are no videos of that song on youtube, I like to think that it’s because that was a moment not to be lived through the filter of a screen (perhaps there are tons of vids that simply weren’t posted, who knows!).

The bards left me and Daniele alone on the stage at the end. Then we exited too and my hands were shaking. I was shivering all over. It was a very powerful experience, whether it was all in my head or shared between me and the audience. I am thankful for the things I felt that night, I cherish them because I think it’s important to value these connections between humans.

Thank you, everyone at Brainstorm Festival, I hope to see you again! As a matter of fact, I’d like to invite you all to see us again, hopefully on a lighter mood this time, whenever you can when we come nearby.

Till nex time,


Fall 2016 Tour Dates

10 Bardic Years Tour!

It was 2006 when Daniele and Martino first started forming a band to play Daniele’s songs. I joined them a year later.
Being asked to join Ancient Bards is pretty much the best thing that’s ever happened to me because all the best things I treasure in my life derive from accepting their offer.

I didn’t know what I was getting myself into at that time: I had never sung power metal before (nor any other kinds metal, to be fair), I didn’t know anything about the underground music business and I most certainly didn’t expect to be able to release an album worldwide. I had to grow as a person and as an artist. Sure, there is still a long way to go, but I enjoy my journey so much because it constantly gives me huge satisfactions, it takes me to beautiful places and gets me to meet wonderful people.

Everything I am now I owe it to music, so I’m utterly grateful to Daniele for choosing me, giving me the chance to do what I love with some AMAZINGLY TALENTED musicians that also happen to be great human beings, beautiful friends that I love and consider as Family.

If Ancient Bards, through their music, can bring even half the joy they brought to me, I’ll call myself the happiest person on earth.

This premise serves to give you a picture of how excited I am to celebrate the 10th Anniversary of the foudation of Ancient Bards this fall around Europe and in Japan!

We will perform a special show, a new set especially designed for this celebration and we can’t wait to party with you! Come and see us!

Here’s where you can find us:

Sept 23rd – Dusseldorf DE – Pitcher
Sept 24th – Roeselare BE – De Verlichte Geest
Sept 25th – Eindhoven NL – FemME Festival
Oct 21st – Heerhugowaard NL – Kompleks
Oct 22nd – Zaandam NL – De Flux
Oct 23rd – Arnhem NL – Wilemeen
Nov 5th – Tokyo JP – Japanese Assault Fest
Nov 6th – Tokyo JP – Japanese Assault Fest

I’m looking forward to meeting you all, see you on the road!


All Stranger Things Sara

Be an Eleven

All Stranger Things Sara

All [Stranger]Things Sara

I’m pretty sure lots of you have watched Stranger Things by now, it’s a huge hit and everyone is talking about it. To those who haven’t seen it yet, I have to tell you, it’s definitely worth a watch. If you’re into that ’80s – Spielberg – Carpenter nostalgia, this TV series is for you!

There’s a number of things that I find to be excitingly good in this Netflix series, one that I have to highlight is most certainly the cast. Every character is portrayed and brought to life perfectly by the actors, there’s a fantastic Winona Ryder and don’t even get me started on the kids, just impressive!

Since there is a lot of buzz around Stranger Things, it’s not unusual to stumble upon pictures, images, articles and videos on the internet in reference to it. I’ve read an interesting article about how they came up with the design for the opening credits and the art of the title, but there is one image that really really tickled my enthusiasm.

I’ll try not to be spoilery, but to fully understand what I’m referring to, those of you who haven’t seen it should maybe watch the show first and then come back and read on. I don’t wanna ruin it for you!

Ok, the image I’m talking about (does it perhaps classify as a meme?) is this:

In a world of 10s, be an Eleven

I think this image can be read on three different levels, which I find to be all rather encouraging, inspiring and empowering:

  1. In a highly competitive world, where lots of people are tremendously good at what they do, you need set the bar higher and go the extra mile to achieve your dreams. Sometimes we all feel like some people’s expertise or talent are unreachable, we feel like they’re all 10s and nobody can get better than that, but you know what? It doesn’t matter, there is always room for improvement, so, if you wanna stand out, work hard and, instead of aiming for 10, aim for 11. Push yourself to a new level of greatness. You may never be the absolute best, but you will be the better version of yourself, and nobody can be a better you than YOU. Nobody. You’re unique, so let your uniqueness grow and shine!
  2. Always in this highly competitive world a lot of the times, though, people say or make you believe they are a 10. Maybe they are, maybe they are not. My suggestion is: never judge others even if you know for sure they’re all just smoke and mirrors. Let them be, learn from them and go your own way, let them talk the talk while you walk the walk. In humble silence, let your actions define you, truly BE an Eleven. Everyone will know your worth without you telling them.
  3. It can also be read as a statement of validation of diversity. Perhaps you feel like you’re surrounded by people who think they’ve got everything figured out, all 10s living just to fit the mold, doing what all the other great 10s are doing. Perhaps you are different, the 10s put in your head the idea that you are a 4, a 5, or a 6… have you ever thought that you’re an Eleven instead? I think you may be, so feel free to express yourself in new magnificent ways those 10s can’t even imagine!

The bottom line is: BE EXCEPTIONAL.

Be exceptionally good,
exceptionally kind,
exceptionally talented,
exceptionally funny,
exceptionally insightful,
exceptionally helpful,
exceptionally smart,
exceptionally skillful,
exceptionally exceptional at whatever you want.

What do you think of the meme? And did you love watching Stranger Things as much as I did? I’m curious to know your thoughts, so leave a comment if you want!

I hope you’re having an exceptionally beautiful day!

Take care,



TBCSS: S03E04 – Across This Life


I bring the thick evil
of the first night of my death

The duel wages on.

Sendor feels very confident, because he can clearly see his opponent is not thinking straight.  Daltor is acting like he’s got everything under control, he smirks and provokes Sendor, but his eyes are dimmed by the tumult of heavy thoughts. The wizard knows very well where all these concerns are coming from, so he takes the chance to psychologically torture him to further weaken him.

The king of  Westland has lived his whole life feeling guilty about the death of his father and trying his best to strengthen up to be a good sovereign and to make amends.  His world falls apart all over again when Sendor tells him what really happened, almost making fun of the feelings he’s been carrying in his heart ever since.

Daltor’s father was a great friend of Sendor’s. He was the only one who knew about his relationship with Shena and the baby they had together. The king was torn apart by his friend’s sufferings, so he tried to comfort him any way he could, but Sendor was inconsolable. One day he saw a little spark of light shining again into Sendor’s eyes and he thought he had moved on. But that wasn’t the case. Sendor has had an idea: he wanted to steal the Black Crystal Sword from the Dark Cave and he needed his friend to help him.

The kings was scared, the poor man’s plan was unreasonable, forbidden, dangerous and useless. He was witnessing his friend’s insanity escalate at a high pace and didn’t know how to make him change his mind. He tried to dissuade him kindly at first, but he wouldn’t listen to reason, as there were none of it left in him: pain and sorrow had erased his wisodm and were now ruling his will.

Seeing no other way to save Sendor’s soul and prevent a war from starting, the king threatened him to resort to harder measurements. No other words were  said between the two, but they both knew something had been broken. Two brothers, friends of a lifetime, were absolute strangers now.

Furious and distressed, the wizard couldn’t let his enemy stop him, so he put his magic at his evil service. He pronounced a long spell while performing a meticulous ritual. With every wise move he started to gain control of the king’s body, first one leg, then an arm, both hands…

When he finally had his power on the whole body, he made him shut his door, pick up a rope, step on a chiar and hang himself.

I bring the thick evil
of my dark death




Ego fero densum malum
primae noctis leti mei


Look down don’t raise you head,
just stay there where you are.
What is the quickest way
to take away that sneer?
Don’t fight, don’t mess with me,
don’t tell me you despise me
cause I don’t care at all,
my heart knows no regret.

You will perish
in the attempt to
try and stop me
just like your father.

You took all the blame,
you grew up in pain,
all of this time you never knew
it wasn’t your fault,
the whole thing was staged.
How about now?
Where is your rage
that kept you alive,
throughout these lands, across this life
when I’m the one that made him go home,
pick up a rope and hang himself?

You will perish
in the attempt to
try and stop me
just like your father.

You took all the blame,
you grew up in pain,
all of this time you never knew
it wasn’t your fault,
the whole thing was staged.
How about now?
Where is your rage
that kept you alive,
throughout these lands, across this life
when I’m the one that made him go home,
pick up a rope and hang himself?

You took all the blame,
you grew up in pain,
all of this time you never knew
it wasn’t your fault,
the whole thing was staged.
How about now?
Where is your rage
that kept you alive
throughout these lands, across this life?

possessed by me he stepped on the chair and put
the rope around his neck!


Ego fero densum malum
atri leti mei.


– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
– Photo credit: ‘Volcanic’ – Pen Yr Ole Wen, Snowdonia via photopin (license)