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Death And Resurrection Of A Northern Son

 

Death And Resurrection Of A Northern Son

(альбом: Nordland II - 2003)


Here I am enemies come and taste the steel of my sword
The earth was still young and the land all new when it was forged
Ore of the mountain towering towards endless sky
The runes down its blade the last thing you will see before you die

In the spring we sailed from Asa Bay with wind and tide
Twenty-nine in all we were blood brothers side by side
Down foreign coasts across the ocean wind would fill our sail
High adventures better to fall by the sword than to die from age or ail

The emperor I served in Miklagard grand guard was I
Me and my brothers in gold were paid on my sword I did rely
Returning to Nordland by horse ambushed were we
And so here I am come enemies cornered with my back to the sea

The ground beneath our feet all red awash with human blood
Severed limbs and bodies dead prepare to meet thy God
Shoulder by shoulder knee by knee blood brothers by my side
Forgive me mother for missing the unseen blow that cut me down from behind

All still no more pain the wind whispering my name
This wound my last the darkness around me seems vast
Then a bright light I see the clouds swirl and part before me
In the distance a woman approaching with a gesture she invites me to proceed

Then a bronze horn I hear it calls me and the bridge seems to stretch for a lifetime
Way before me a palace is rising out of the mist like a mountain it stands
And it greets me with gates open wide all around me blood brothers by my side
And they show me the seat that bears my name my place at the table of Oden I do claim

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