Suidakra Realms of Odoric 1. Into The Realm The past... Is forged with each decision... The future... Is unwritten... The final stand... The realm of my existence... 2. The Serpent Within Standing tall on Ankrath's walls An inward journey begins There is clarity in solitude My strength and spirit soars Ancient wisdom Born from deep within my bones Marching on with sole defiance Ever forward unto dawn... Oh, how to shape our destiny And choose for ill or good Oh, how to end this tyranny Without becoming a tyrant myself? This life is but a spiral path The serpent lurks inside A road towards eternity The future is the past Standing at this dim threshold An inward river flows There is honesty in solitude My strength and spirit calls Ancient power Born from deep within this sword Marching on with sole defiance Ever forward into war... Oh, how to earn eternity This torment to endure Oh, how to face this evil horde Without turning to evil myself? This life is but a spiral path The serpent lurks inside A road towards eternity The future is the past Oh, how to deceive mortality This sacrifice and doom Oh, how to end this wrathful god Without becoming godlike myself 3. The Hunter's Horde In the dark woods In the dead of night The hunter's horde is stalking In the dark woods In the dead of night The hunter's horde is out for blood Crawling, stumbling in the shadows A fallen legion's last few men Swallowed up by savage woods Wading through the gates of hell Dodging hails of silent arrows Facing overhelming odds Chased by ruthless pictish fiends Striking at them from the dark In the dark woods In the dead of night The hunter's horde is stalking... In the dark woods In the dead of night The hunter's horde is out for blood! Preying on the wounded soldiers Picking victims one by one Hunting them like frightened creatures Answering the hunter's call In the dark woods In the dead of night can you hear, the hunter's calling! In the dark woods In the dead of night The hunter's calling out for blood! Escape towards the coming dawn To the great Darcanian wall At the edge of the dark hell Where redemption awaits us all In the dark woods In the dead of night can you hear, the hunter's calling! In the dark woods In the dead of night The hunter's calling out for blood! Crawling, stumbling from the shadows A fallen legion's last few men Emerging from the wildwood Returning from the gates of hell Prey turns into predator Only instinct drives them forth Reborn more beast than man They survived the hunter's call In the dark woods In the dead of night... 4. Creeping Blood Creeping darkness Born from severed skulls... Ancient blood Craving new flesh Blue veins turning black... A dark voice rising Commanding from the void Ancient blood Craving new flesh 5. Undaunted Our father's sacrifice in vain Our burning city lost in flames Our funeral pyre lights the sky Our blood must never, ever dry Oh, can you hear the clashing swords? The battle cries and horns of war? The stench of death is in the air Invading our ancestral lands... No time to mourn our fallen kin The slaughter of the innocents And tough our clan may not remain The blood of battle warms our veins A war is raging in our home No time to cry, no time to mourn We'll honour our glorious past We'll fight to the very, very last Our father's sacrifice in vain Our burning city lost in flames Our funeral pyre lights the sky Our blood must never, ever dry Oh, can you hear the clashing swords? The battle cries and horns of war? We'll guard our city and defend Dauntless we will face this threat Our sacrifice won't be in vain It's better to die than live as slaves And even though our end is nigh We'll throw ourselves into the fight No time to mourn our fallen kin The slaughter of the innocents Our broken hearts will never mend But dauntless we will face our end Our father's sacrifice in vain Our burning city lost in flames Our funeral pyre lights the sky Our blood must never, ever dry 6. Lion Of Darcania A lifetime spent in battle Dedicated to his men Commander of the royal guard Each day could be his last A good man shaped by warfare Devoted to the realm Commander of the Kaduzar Each day he welcomes death Lion Of Darcania Warrior with no match Born to protect our emperor Our people and our land The lion Of Darcania A warrior with no match The lion of Darcania The hero known as Drackx Defeated by the eastern horde The empire has fallen He failed to protect the realm And still he welcomes death Lion Of Darcania Warrior with no match Determined to put an end to war Avenger of the realm The lion Of Darcania A warrior with no match The lion of Darcania The hero known as Drackx That day he swore a solemn oath A vow upon his blood stained sword To leave behind his pain and doubt Command the guard one final time Darcanian phalanx! Shiled and spear raised high! That day he swore a solemn oath A vow upon his blood stained sword To break the enemy's battle lines Defend the realm one final time 7. Pictish Pride A dark force grows deep in the woods Foreshadowing impending doom Invaders from the eastern lands We shall never bow to them Our homesteads burn, we must unite The pictish drums resound We paint our skin with battle-runes To fight the dark force in the woods One tribe, one mind We stand and fight We live or die For pictish pride Now a dark force rules the pictish tribes Too many of our kin have died Invaders from the eastern lands Dishonored we must bow to them One tribe, one mind We stand and fight We live or die For pictish pride One tribe, one mind Enslaved we fight We live or die For pisces-ra One tribe, one mind We sacrifice For pisces-ra 8. On Roads To Ruin The final conflict is at hand My way of life comes to an end Embracing darkness to survive Emrace the night to stay alive Carried off... Into slavery No hopes, no dreams... Just death and fear Becoming darkness to survive Become the wolf to stay alive I'll live or die... in hate and pain In the end... only ruins will remain On roads to ruin The final conflict is at hand... My way of life comes to an end Emrace the night to stay alive Embracing darkness to survive Carried off... Into slavery No hopes, no dreams... Just death and fear Become the wolf to stay alive Becoming darkness to survive I'll live or die... in hate and pain In the end... only ruins will remain I'll live or die in vain... Only ruins remain 9. Dark Revelations Ripped of all my former strength A pictish axe has left me maimed No longer can I weld my blade The pen will be my new domain Recording for the ages Catch the spirit of the past Inspiring future heroes And make our ancient legends last Our legacy should ever last Dark revelation A vision unsurpassed Should I stop writing now Or start another text Recording for the ages Catch the spirit of the past Inspiring future heroes And make our ancient legends last The serpent tower's rising The skies are set aflame A massive threat is coming... Burn the books, let none remain Destroy the secrets kept within Feed them to the starving flames... Burn the all, you must obey Destroy the past, do as I say... Burn the books, erase his name The serpent god will rise one day Recording for the ages Catch the spirit of the past Inspiring future heroes And make our ancient legends last Dark revelation A vision unsurpassed Should I stop writing now Or start another text I'll burn the books, I will obey I'll burn the books, erase his name Our hopes and dreams forever lost I'll burn the spirits of the past... 10. Braving The End My end began Now seven years ago You left me for the eastern war Why did you have to go? Time is moving ever forward I can't imagine where you've been Past is forged with each decision I can't conceive the things you've seen All those nights spent wondering Wouls I see you once again? All those days of longing To be with you again My end began Now seven years ago You left me for the eastern war Will you ever see your son? My love, we finally meet again But how to make you understand That whatever my decisions I will lose you in the end You're not how I remember No emotions in your stare Light has vanished from your eyes It's like I am not even there However short our time together I will enjoy it and belong I want to live life to the fullest For I've waited much too long My mind keeps dwelling on the future Oh how to make you comprehend That whatever my decisions I always lose you in the end No matter all the things we went through No matter how hard that it's been No matter all the things we've lost We'll make it worth it in the end I will keep looking for the answer I will try and try again There must be another way Even if time and space must end... No matter all the things we went through No matter how hard that it's been No matter all the things we've lost We'll make it worth it in the end Even if time and space must end I'll be forever by your side Life has no meaning without death My love Everyone must die... 11. One Against The Tide Defending the realm against the hordes Born from tales and ancient lore Defying the tide with pitch black blade Out of the mists a brave one came By his command our soldiers charged Hurling themselves at the enemy's heart Across the sacred moors they flowed Taking the shape of the trident of old Leading his men into the maws of death He himself was head of the attack Behind him, the living trident roared Born from tales and ancient lore Born from tales and ancient lore Defending the realm against the hordes Born from tales and ancient lore Defying the tide with pitch black blade Out of the mists a brave one came No dread left of maiming his own men When the last of the cimbric soldiers fell No reason to hold back the boiling rage Leaving battered bodies in his wake Wielding his blackened serpent sword Radiating a sacred force Mowing down waves of savage picts Burning green fire from within Burning green fire from within Defending the realm against the hordes Born from tales and ancient lore Defying the tide with pitch black blade Out of the mists a brave one came Bearing the serpent mark of old Out of the war a legend rose Ending the hordes with a final blow Into the mists the brave one strode One strong rock to break the tide Commiting the ultimate sacrifice Only his shattered helm remains We peay for his return one day 12. Cimbric Requiem [Instrumental] 13. Remembrance As we march into the second age Now that the fields are silent Remember who they were... Remember their sacrifice For their deeds mean nothing When no one remembers them... Or when there's no one left I am the chronographer... Arkadius "Akki" Antonik: vocals, guitars, banjo, orchestral arrangements Lars Wehner: drums Tim Siebrecht: bass Marius "Jussi" Pesch: guitars