MITHOTYN LYRICS Gathered Around The Oaken Table (1999) 1. Lord Of Ironhead 2. Watchmen Of The Wild 3. In The Clash Of Arms 4. Hearts Of Stone 5. The Well Of Mimir 6. Chariot Of Power 7. Nocturnal Riders 8. The Guardian 9. Imprisoned 10. Guided By History 11. The Old Rover 1. Lord Of Ironhead Master of the dictatorial realm controlling the peolple with tyranny. With a hand of iron he is the total majesty. Lord of Ironhead is his name sitting upon his mighty throne with his scepter and sword, and with a face carved in stone. Lord of Ironhead. Invade and slaughter, conquest is the priority. Terror and torment, the law is brutality. Blood, sweat and tears, the demand is victory. Baptized in fire and blood, crowned in thunder and lightening. Living in the joy of oppression. Towards the end of freedom he's striving. 2. Watchmen Of The Wild As the dew covers the woods the filthy trolls wakes up to a new night. Crawling out to their caverns impossible to spot for an untrained eye. Taking their first deep breaths in their swamp of unpleasantness. Terrifying the woods inhabitants with howls of lunar ecstasy. Watchmen of the wild. Protectors of the solitude. With malice they guard the vast and primeval forest. Stinking goblinfeets stamps onwards through the sleeping forest. Their treacherous black eyes spyes into the peaceful night. The hunted innocent victims tryes to escape but fails. The beasts knows of every corners up the hills and down the dales. 3. In The Clash Of Arms A king, courageous and proud. Across the wild seas he sailed through hard storms and black clouds with men who could not fail. Victory was in their tail. Masters of the handling of steel with a quenchless thirst for glory. He ran into the hordes of foes with his twohundred combatants only. Better warriors than he had can be very hard to find. Even in the worst situations they did not leave their king behind. In the clash of arms the blades shone brightly. In the clash of metal he earned his glory. Loudly rang the ore's cold hearted songs. Many men was brought up high though it's he who for Valhall longs Yet, it's not his time to die. 4. Hearts Of Stone Upon strong and fast horses thousands have ridden beyond our borders. Our standards has been brought across the whole continent Hearts of stone and minds of steel. Defiel all foes and crushed their bones. Gathered under the respected flag with minds set on conquering. Hearts of stone and minds of steel. Defied all foes and crushed their bones. Bonded by their nation they pledged allegiance to the king's crown. I'm pulled into the endless theories in the chronicles of crusades. Lost in a time of blood and steel as I'm enchanted by the things they tell. Most of the soldiers who rode into war courageously fell for the enemy's sword. The few who finally returned carried the light burden of gold. 5. The Well Of Mimir Climb the divine rainbow in the endless skies. Behold the world down below and seek where wisdom lies. The well of Mimir filled with water of wisdom. The well of Mimir waiting to give you the power of heathendom. Stand with the heaven's guard, the great and white one who defend the god's residence in Asgaard. Search for where Yggdrasill's second root ends. The well of Mimir. Trade an eye with the old and wise. The well of Mimir, where everything in time and place lies. Look into our fate, tell us what we can await, before it's too late. 6. Chariot Of Power Watch me riude the sky with anger and rage. Hear me rule the air making lightenings all around with my hammer of magic steel. My thunder shakes your ground. With my powerbelt and my magic hammer of death I'm the titan number one. Admire my successful crusade as I'm victorious up high. Behind my goats I'm crossing the clouds, smashing giantheads to splinters realt loud. So hail my existence in songs of glory. Immortalize me in tales and stories. Chariot of power. Defending the wolrd, protecting the welkin in my chariot of power. 7. Nocturnal Riders From the highlands they come riding at black stallions at night. Restless chaotic souls without peace ravage the countryside and killing all in sight. Empty eyesockets shining of red and bodies of black shadows. The hordes of darkened souls awakening at night and dissolves at daybreak. Nocturnal riders - Unholy dark spirits. Nocturnal riders - Risen from the graves. Nocturnal riders - Slays every life of the light. Nocturnal riders - On their nocturnal crusade. Beware of their rage of envy, do not try to save their souls if life is precious to you. Nothing can stop their crusade of death. 8. The Guardian You, guardian of Bifrost. You, who's born by nine sitsers. You, who hear the grass grow. You, who see hundreds of miles. Guard your bridge night and day. Heimdall. Heimdall. Blow your horn, so all the worlds can hear. Heimdall. 9. Imprisoned Oh, cruel destiny, is this what you had in mind, is this where my trail ends. I think back on what went wrong, have I not done noble deeds and been an honourable man. Behind these prisonbars I hear the distant cries of a falcon riding the eternal winds. I long so to just breath fresh air and to take a walk in the wild. Will I ever look upon the sun again. Chained to hunger and loneliness inside this filthy dungeons. I will see my son nomore, I wish not to be looked upon since I am not the man I was before. God of wisdom. God of knowledge. I now pray to you; Save my soul. 10. Guided By History In the land of Meldoria the sun has dissappeared. It shines for the high ones that dwell amongst the clouds. Hidden from the land at the edge of the world. Hidden from the people once so proud. Meldoria, a people sick of greed. Meldoria, punished for their deeds. During the last generations they've turned their gods their backs. Now they live in darkness as the sky has turned black. Greed and megalomania carried them away in blindness. Throwing all ideologies and morals away for egoism and carelessness. Let you be guided by history, learn from your mistake. Don't forget the high one's majesty, do not let your great ego awake. As the holy powers withdrew their support great plauge infested the land. The earth shook and ruined the world, seawaves threw up and drowned the land. Only a few survived the disasters, left to breed a new generation. Stand strong against the greed, do not give in for the evil powers of evolution. 11. The Old Rover I'm an old rover tired of this world let me follow the whirlpool of life into the world of happiness that lies on the other side of death. Grant me my deepest wish that I patiently yearn for. To wander the vales of solitude and to ride the sky on invisible wings. I will keep the spying hawk company and bleed with the dove in its claws. I will hunt with the wolfpack and share pain with the deer in their jaws. A tired and travelled old man I am, my mind is rich but my health is poor. Let me begin my final trip, my soul will fly free forever more. For many decades I've walked this world now it's time to pass it on to the younger generations, as I leave with great expectations.