=============. (Juni -92). Durch das Gebuesch starrten wir. auf jene. die uns an andere Zeiten. erinnerten. und sagten, dass alle Hoffnung. fuer immer.
[October '91]. . This is War. I Lie Wounded on Wintery Ground. With Hundred of Corpses around. Many Wounded Crawl Helplessly around. On the Blood Red Snowy Ground.
On the slope of a naked rock somewhere in Ska?inawjo - the isles. of Ska?is - a blonde, fur-clad man immortalises his memory of. Mannus, the oldest Ing. A large manlike shape is engraved in the.
I remember the shining sanguine Sun. the frozen forests and fallen leaves,. and the hollow hill under the sky.. . I remember the complex cold caverns,.
The gods have just managed to tie Fanjariho to the ground. Tiw. lost his right hand during the process; it was the wolf's. security, a guarantee he would not be tricked; but he was indeed..
A mother mourns the loss of her son. The most wonderful man in. the world; light and shining, fair and beautiful as no other man.. Light blond hair, wonderful skyblue eyes and a skin so fair it.
Drums of war sound. Warriors are gathered to fight on the Wigri?r. plain. Charging men, wolves, ravens and gods, worms and beasts of. darkness; the plain is lit with fire. Blood is flowing, bits of.
Hadnur the Blind shot the arrow that killed Fijo's good and. shining son. The gods could not utter a single word when they saw. what had happened. He understood that something was wrong, but.
(Desember '91). En ukjent stemme kalte. Fra taarnet hvor ingen bodde. Fra bortenfor skogen. Hvor intet levde. Et rop i droemmen saa skjoent. Som stemmen til dronningen av natten.
(March -92). Ingen stillhet her ute - en droem. Her hvor maanen raar - en droem. Jeg hater denne skog. hvor ingen fare truer. Ingen ulv. ingen bjoern.
"Urds bronn er ikke lenger et dunkelt dyp VI stirrer ned. I, men en levende strom som gr befruktende gjennem. Nordens land. Ja, mod Tilvaerelsens hoiste Syner kan.
"Urds bronn er ikke lenger et dunkelt dyp VI stirrer ned. I, men en levende strom som gr befruktende gjennem. Nordens land. Ja, mod Tilvaerelsens hoiste Syner kan.
"Urds bronn er ikke lenger et dunkelt dyp VI stirrer ned. I, men en levende strom som gr befruktende gjennem. Nordens land. Ja, mod Tilvaerelsens hoiste Syner kan.
[Musik und Text Mrz 1993 a.y.p.s.]. . "Die Quelle des Urd ist nicht lnger ein dunkles Tief, in. das wir starren, sondern ein. lebender Strom, der fruchtbar durch die Lnder des Nor-.
Happy men and women follow a trail in the woods. The follow a. wagon led by a priest, towards a holy lake. Wonderful colours,. dancing happy people, the scene is nature's love. Dancing along.
I Immaterialize. And Slowly Drift. Into the Unknown. With the Cold Winds with Soul. The Wintery Plains Lie Untouched. I Ride on My Elements. Towards the Stars Unseen.