Aeternus - Beyond the Wandering Moon
Original Version Rerelease Version 1. Under The Blade Of The Dead 2:09 1. Under The Blade Of The Dead 2:09 2. Sworn Revenge 6:37 2. Sworn Revenge 6:37 3. White Realm 6:38 3. White Realm 6:38 4. Sentinels Of Darkness 8:56 4. Sentinels Of Darkness 8:56 5. Embraced 7:20 5. Embraced 7:20 6. Vind 7:08 6. Vind 7:08 7. Waiting For The Storms 5:59 7. Waiting For The Storms 5:59 8. Winter Tale 8:16 8. Winter Tale 8:16 9. To Enter The Realm Of Legend 7:55 9. To Enter The Realm Of Legend 7:55 10. Celtic Harp Solo (The Last Feast) 4:22 10. Celtic Harp Solo (The Last Feast) 4:22 11. Black Dust 7:46 12. Victory 3:54 total time 65:20 total time 76:44
White Realm ~~~~~~~~~~~ Ice, snow, cold, hear me now I am in agony I scream your name I wish to speak with you all lords of the winter Cold, come and freeze the mighty oceans give birth to your brother, ice make me feel, the ice grow in my veins snow, cover the land with your white veil make my realm beautiful Wind, blow your storms dance with the snow bring the cold to my soul fly through my soul with the lords of the winter on your wings fly over my realm give birth to my desire give me a white realm of ice, snow and frost Sentinels Of Darkness ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gazing at the landscape, after all you'll find my fellows there, on the tranquil traces of my white, clear land. No need to fear opening the gates to travel, it comes so nearly to make you feel the glorious side Feeling free, diving into times you'll never forget, hunger for freedom, in the silence of wintery nights, spirits herald. The wind comes The light looses significance, throughout the night Owl singing the dead song inside the forest of dusk uncontrolled desire rising from above the heart strength is near to haunt you Coming to touch your soul. Heed to the harmonious song of wise owl. All fear fading away. By hearing the hoarse cry. Take a look as the mighty wind will bring the flood washing your pain takes your sorrow to far away face of the old trees glorifying the land Calls to spirits made before you time for joining with the long breeze of day when the wind scars the bleached faces, of the snowy land, cold scent of the wind, brings the truth from behind different sides. Hear them calling for precious spirits to fly dreaming the truth sets your soul free takes your body once breathing the death surrounds you Embraced ~~~~~~~~ The mountains are cold and strong the snow is pure and fresh this provides me with strength embraced by the grey mountains and the strong king winter, I am. I am the stone, I am the snow I am the ice, I am as the mountains - mighty. The eagles above, they see me, I hail them. As they are my brothers and sisters. I will not die, I must live to guard my mountains - my winter this is all mine, I am their warrior. I belong here. Embraced by the grey mountains and strong king winter, I am. Vind ~~~~ Ta min sjel min vind fra nord la den fly med deg over de gronne enger of dype skoger hersker med makt Nar du sveiper over landet som tordern din bror og river I mitt bo foler jeg et kall et kall fra deg min vind du gir meg et begjaer Vind, ta min sjel min vind fra nord vind, dans med min sjel gi meg din styrke vind, jeg er her min mester, min overmakt Jeg tilber deg min vind jeg ofrer til deg hele min slekt jeg brenner dem til aske og gir dem til deg min evige hersker jeg synger min hymne til deg Vind, ta min sjel min vind fra nord vind, dans med min sjel gi meg din styrke vind, jeg er her min mester, min overmakt Jeg synger min hymne til deg Waiting For The Storms ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alone in the silence with the trees sleeping I am waiting patiently I am waiting for the storms Fresh and pure strength, I desire, and I will recieve from the mighty storms fresh and pure strength I am waiting My soul is empty there are many rooms to be filled with my majestic masters strength now, as I watch the woods in the valleys far away I see the trees dancing soon, I will gain my strength Come, my lord of the storms I am waiting for your storms come, my lord of the storms I am waiting for your storms waiting for the storms Winter Tale ~~~~~~~~~~~ Through winter storms, be rode through icy mountains and cold valleys, be rode fear in his mind fear of death this fight could be his last one mans battle against forces of evil this was his destiny He had spoken with the dark, the evil itself he could not be turned and a choice was made in the realm of darkness to cut this warrior away with his sword and armour he will fight the dark if he can. He will be remembered for his great courage he will fight for his honour and pride, until the end. To Enter The Realm Of Legend ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Castle of ice, a majestic sight. Falcons, eagles and mighty ravens circling above guarding this enchanting sight built out of dreams and wishes dreams and wishes from people of the mighty land Sorcerers, finishing this bold creation see what they make gigantic demons of hate a threat to unworthy worms The wise men's chants call the wolves out of deep winter forests winter owls, arriving and two mighty goats appear to the gate they go, to defend the castle of ice ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Recorded at Grieghallen studio. Produced & engineered by Pytten and Jorgen T. Mixed by Aeternus, Pytten & Jorgen T. All words and music by Aeternus, except Harp Solo, Celtic Trad. Guest vocals on "Vind" and "Embraced" by Svartlav. Celtic Harp Solo arranged and performed by K.N. and Ares. Lyrics in plain text format