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Wyrd



1. Intro - Call to the Being

J'en appelle à l'esprit de mes Pères !
J'en appelle à l'esprit de l'Eau !
Et j'en appelle à l'esprit de la Terre !


2. The Sword of Dignity

Horseriding beneath intertwined greens
Onwards, to meet with my fate

Ride !

Driven by the rage of a war hound
Racing straight towards the enemy, sword in hand
Splitting their heads, blighting their bodies
My furn yells raise me up and shelters me

By the unfading strength of my elders
Above my horse, my mind rises

Die, I want you to die
Meurs, je veux qu'tu meures

Hear these screams from the depth of my forest
Hear these screams from the depth of my forest


3. The World of Men Without Virtue - The Circle of Disillusion

Holy lies, and soiled truths
Grand scene against hidden reality
For the profits of this world's masters supreme
Thousands slain and trampled destinies

Holy lies, and soiled truths
Grand scene against hidden reality
For dogs at bay and their profits
No mercy nor dignity

Dans le cycle de renaissance infinie de l'univers
Dansent les peuples autour du grand brasier éternel
Pour qui n'a jamais raisonné en nous le chant des traditions
DU plus profond jaillit l'esprit de lumière et se repand, la vibration

Tant de haine et de souffrance, tant de peine générée par l'ignorance
En chacun de nous le chemin de la compréhension, par la volonté et le pouvoir de l'inspiration...


4. The Circle of Warriors

Spears raised to the sky
Standards moving in the wind

Ride ! Fight !

On our war, read horses overlooking the plain
By the will of the gods, split up the enemy lines
For the tribe for our ancestors

For the tribe for our ancestors
For the race, the survival of the tribe

Horns, pointing towards the sky

Ride ! Fight !

We dive into this human swamp
Where the cries and clashing metal sound out
For the tribe for our ancestors

Into hell we drive forward
Our honor is above all

For the tribe for our ancestors
For the race, the survival of the tribe, Gods
Clan, Land

Into hell we drive forward
Our honor is above all
For the tribe for our ancestors

Into hell we drive forward
Our honor is above all
For the race, the survival of the tribe


5. Initiation

Flying in the sky through an endless night
Across the stars and dark nebulas

Týr my supreme guide

Flying in between sunlight and limbo blackness
Across the layers of the mind's depths

Wotan give me the transformation breath

Fly, high
Fly, high


6. The Mirror of Suffering - The Circle of Ghosts

Mirror of suffering, reflecting the darkness of the soul
Shadow of spirit past
The essence of life in the crucible of eternity


7. The Shamanic Whisper

The serpent advances, forebodingly opens wide his jaws and swallows down my soul into the depths

The souls of our ancestors
In the shadow of flames
Swanning above my head
Enlightening me with their dance
The souls of our ancestors
In the shadow of the world
Singing in my head
The song of the ancient guides

My mind is fading out
My life escapes me, down into the earth
All limits disappear
The sensations intensify
In a crescendo without end
An experience reaching into the unknown
All limits disappear
The visions become clearer
Further into a never ending journey
And an unknown reality

Swirling wheels of the universe
In a flash of light appears the Eternal Spirit
When the end is the beginning
And death, the eternity


8. Another Shore

instrumental


9. The Eternal Light

Calming ocean
Of light

When the being becomes god
And fear and emptiness disperse

Warm ripples
In my being

When the being becomes god
And fear and emptiness disperse

One with the universe
One with the stars
One with creation
One to be all

When the being becomes god
And fear and emptiness disperse

One with the cause
One with the cosmic laws
One with the creation
One to be all

When the being becomes god
And fear and emptiness disperse

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