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As I sense their steel,
As I see the mighty one,
As we all gather once again
the gods of war summon us…
summon us

North wind blows to our valley
men with ships, with swords, with honour

Their horses between flames,
their dogs eating enemy childs,
Our heavenly father, what is this mortality,
do you see my mortal agony

Look, I see the shield up high
this must be the sign from my lord
this can be my death – sentence
what a fine day to die

Taste of blood comes up high
Wind blows hard, our men fall…
one by one
This oath claims me
I must bleed for my generation

Strong is the enemy,
strong is my sword
the hammer is rising
I feel their cold steel

Now when I leave this world
I shall open the mighty oaken gate
and we all shall gather once again

My soul is bleeding
I feel so small
Afraid that this will never end
I can`t understand the pain in my bones
I sleep through another trance

Climb over the rainbow
From here you can see so much
I need someone to take me down
But who can you trust

Got so many things to say
But it`s something I don`t wanna be
Gotta get away case it`s time to shine
Like a fallen angel I run
I won`t ever see the sun
See the circle is now complete
Yet the harvest remains undone

Where hemlock grows and vermin crowl
All dreams descend with fear
Crushed by the darkness that wells inside
That beast I hold so dear

The islander slips into hiding
And takes to his heels
Out of dark Northland
The murky house of Sara
He whirled out of doors as snow
Arrives as smoke in the yard
To flee from bad deeds

There he had to become someone else
He must change his shape
As an eagle he swept up
Wanted to soar heavenward
The sun burnt his cheeks
The moon lit his brows

You live only for yourself
Or send your soul to the heaven`s grace
Been weak as the autumn leaves
Or strong as the growing seed
Swallowed into the black
Search for entrace

Chorus:
Wathc to the eyes of morning star
Beckon for the savior
But it`s much too far
Reach for the infinity
The only thing that remains is decay

I shall have a son,
out of Cornwall shall he come,
that shall be a wild boar,
bristled with steel…
he shall be a man most brave and
noble in thought

Thou shall kneel for him,
for every man shall humble in front of our lord
I stood upon the sand of the sea
and the great wind told me to carry on
He shall once know the secret of Holy Grail

And so was the coronation made
And there was he,
sworn unto his lords and the commons
to be true king

Once I was there
Standing outside
Looking in
Beside my window
Smiling face, shattering
It`s an old man`s pride
That climbs over understanding
It wasn`t your child
That I was hurting

And I turn my back to the world
Well I don`t care
What can I say if I see you all as dead

Under the dying sun it comes
Weaving fear but I have none
I know that mushroom cloud
Won`t come very near
What do you have to believe in
And all the poison you breath in
The crystal heart shatters within

once I was there
standing outside
moving in
inside my window
crying face, shattering
take all that you have
and leave the rest for today
it`s the old folk`s sign
that took away your chastidy

The sound of thousand warriors
The fields of thousand battles
Still, in our hearts we can hear
the great hymn of Karelia.”

>> Misery Path

We sail across the sea,
In our thoughts we float over mountains
All this vanity that we could hide
The truth

The truth is to be alive
and to live your life in fear by hate
and create our own gods

We all ourselves are created
our own images
Ourselves we are created
our own gods

In the misty morning
When the sun is rising,
When the whole sky is red like blood
Man can realize the real meaning of life
to love and respect your life

Your salvation,
or is just your damnation.

We all ourselves…

What the thrush toils at
The partridge asks for
The hapless one takes
The troubled one steals
Puts upon a spade
Sets on a runner
Hides under a door
Shields with a bath-whisk

The farmer hammers
And tempers his spears
Marries off his sons
Hands out his daughters
In boots clogged with ckay
In fancy mittens

The sea-swell rumbles
And the winds it blows
And the king hears it
From five miles away
From six directions
From seven back woods
From eight heaths away.

Bahted in the rust of moon
Is the death beds lullaby
Sung so softly with the stars
Reflected in her eyes

It`s the blaze that beckons men
Into the woods, of beaten path
Is the sight of the fire that
No maiden`s eyes should have
Iron does as iron`s told
And drinks of life`s red gold
But shame won`t leave with dying breathe
The life that wants it`s own death

And the forest hums its silent hymn
Heard by those of solitude
As mist it wells
Up the brook`s dark banks
Bewitched by there fir woods

O old man, good god
Careful man of heaven
Keeper of storm clouds
Make misty weather
And create a tiny cloud
In whose shelter I may go