From the western realm they marched. Through thunder, storm and rain. On a mission to quell the snakes. . You will search every hole. And turn every stick and stone.
[Incomprehensible] risen our of blackness. A flame once burning like red blood. Was seen by those who waited for the battle. Battle to lead them to where blood will soon be shed.
Hr vindar som vill fly. Se korpen i himmel av bly. Det r frosten som nalkas. Var bjrk och lind r nu kal. I skogsrets grnande sal. Det r frosten som nalkas.
`...Morning arose that day long time gone,. two ravens above him showed the way.. He was guided by Odhinn, led by the one. who shelters the fallen every day by day....
Behind the dark walls. Dark secrets hide in the shadows. And in the presence. In the fortress of light. In the fortress of light. . Darkness is falling.
Far away beyond the horizon,. above the shadows of the horses' hoofs,. a maiden behind a golden shield. in a chariot rides across the sky.. . Two ravens are above us,.
Fly away my homeward mind. Out from darkness and touch the sky. Chained and restless, yet flying high. On wings of joy leaving my fate behind. . I feel the silence, I feel the dawn.
... As long as winds will blow. My pride will be. And a star will shine. >From far away.... . ...As long as winds will blow. My pride will be. And hate remains.
Victims of the renaissance might. screamed in the dead of night.. The horror, the terror.. Ruler in Machiavellian days. stole all of their days away. to darkness to sadness..
The four hooves echo in the night. Pictures of deepest fear reflect in your eyes. Like a fire in your soul. Burst through the forest of the wild. The full moon beholds from its starlit sky.
The memory lingers on of the arrival of dawn.. They saw the beacon aflame,. Burning with sorrow for the lives that would be lost.. And the troops went ashore,.
Riding through the echoes of the past. While the hooves pound to the ground. Looking through the mist of the night. In the dim and covering light of the moon.
Listen to me children, and I will fill your ears. With all the sweet things, you love to hear. If you are scared of death, here's eternal life. If you're down and all alone.
Maria gr p vgen. som leder in till byn.. Hon sjunger och hon skrattar. t lrkorna i skyn.. Hon e p vg till torget. fr att slja lite brd. och solen stiger varm och stor.
It's the darkened years,. Superstition's flying high.. There is pain, there is fear. In the poverty's sigh.. Preachers on a frightening spree,. Of demons and hell's fire..
When profit shows his face. Our sense of clarity is washed away. Spinning round the axle of greed. Don't let the economy stagnate, for it's our creed.
From the open range they hailed,. living free as the wind,. children of the vast plains.. The hunter became the prey. as their land slipped away. into the bleeding horizon..
Years of famine and years of sigh. Reaps our land that fell from crest.. Creatures, serfs and men hanged high. Yet no remedy.. . What will ever please our Gods?.
Hold the sceptre to the sky. Hold it high to be cleansed. Climb the ancient stone. You child of innocence. . Take the sceptre. You who didn't crave it.
You grasped a pot of gold,. now it looks like lead.. On your path of hunger. the gold lies still ahead.. . At the end of the rainbow. another rainbow starts..