(For as long as the grass grows. For as long as the stream flows. And the sun shines down unto those. ***. For how long the wind blows. And the sky is blue above us).
Resting by my fire.Looking deep into its flames. My mind must have been somewhere else. Far beyond these plains. I am suddenly aware of a pair. Of eyes staring at me.
Praying to the wind to return. Chant the heat of infernal lightning. Gaze at the sky and its poisoned clouds. Listen for the sound of thunder. . Now the tide has changed....
As the night divides the day : the dark will come to everyone. fear will strike the hearts of all : the hearts of all both old and young. the fool may be carefree : unknown to him the troubles upon his masters brow.
This sword of steel that I hold in my hand. Ore of this mountain.A sword of his land. Made for the king when the elders were young. Tu guard us and to guide us in an age since long gone.
Tendons and [Incomprehensible] of steel. And the blaze of lightning in its eyes. White as the snow on the hills. And its reins that I hold, they are mine.
Crusted blood on altar black. The rite of dark is done. The semen burn in sacred flames. The Witches sings their song. . The night is filled with joyous laughters.
Fifteen years have passed. Every day the woods have cried. The words of vengeance and revenge. . The gods have watched him day and night. By the northern stars bright light.
A sorcery written in blood. Whispered by a Witch in the dawn. Summon the darkness pure evil and death. And gather the legions of scorn. . The darkness possesses you your soul scream in vain.
Time for peace, time for war. Time for life and death. Time for reap, time to sow. . Hear the calls for your blood and flesh. Bells tolls it's time for your last breath.
Steadily on jagged wings. Feathers black against the burning sky. Spread your wings and ride the wind. Gaze down on me with blackest eyes. Fly my Ravens,fly ahead.
I can see it clear now still I'm more and more confused. The ways of fate are vicious or is that just an excuse we use. And all the more I experience as these incidents comes by.
This land is mine to the end of time. None it shall claim or conquer. The mountains high : the endless sky. The forests and the sea. . Oh land rejoice : your son has sailed.
The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see. Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory. I cannot fight blindfolded and I`d freeze if I should see.
Silently watching gaze. Across the blackened plains. Two eyes like burning embers. Awaits the moment. For the north star to blaze. . Sythanagon winged.
Before that sacred holy flickering tv-screen. You're served commercials day-time fakes and tv-priests. You keep your VCR running almost constantly. Afraid to miss out on something happening on channel three.
Trollshaws. Short way to the East. Trollshaws. The land of the beast. You may hide on the hills. Lurk into the woods. We have already smelt your thrills.
In the ancient woodland. Meet the oldest man. With a huge smile on his face. For joy and peace he stands. Boundaries of his green kingdom. Shall not be passed by the evil.
Elven underworld. Colours of the stars. Their dens seal the love. That lies above. Elven underworld. So far from the stars. Their dens seal the love. For the night and the skies.
What greater light Shall I obey. Like all immortals I will make my way. I've seen the rifts and heard the songs. I am immortal, must I obey. . I can smell the fire.