Graveland Thousand Swords 1995 Blood of Christians on my Sword =============================== The frost tries to reach us With its cruel cold hands The cold witheness hurts our eyes And we still march with wind in the face We follow the trace of blood in the snow Yesterday we burnt two villages We killed women and children Heads out of the bodies of priests We impaled on our wooden socle... The blood of hideous monk Is still getting blacker on my axe Their temple burnt And we fed a fire with their corpses My brothers are marching silently The great frost turns the hearts into ice The warm blood will bring the life back To their bodies... Another christian village is near... Those who escaped, showed us the way... On the blood from their wounds... We must deal them a deathblow Before wolves get them... On the horizon behind us The black smoke appears on the sky On the hills full of trees Wolves observe us They'll leave the hills and follow us As soon as the day is over... Thousand Swords =============== We attacked with thousand swords Our banners were streaming under clouds At the gates of christian capitol The wide river of blood was flowing We attacked with hate in our eyes Their request for mercy was nothing for us They had no respect for our ancestors Today is not a day for mercy... We attacked and golden palaces collapsed Christ's elected ones' paradise was burning Their golden bells were tolling the last hour The last hour of christian rulers in pagan Europe We are just blessed soldiers From the depths of unbaptized forests Barbarians in the wolfish skins ANd we had pleasure to burn the Vatican! Gods returned and now they are with us Spirit of war possessed our souls Our swords want to fight with our moves It's a great feeling to spill the blood in the basilica Herds of ravens fly between the clouds They'll come to the Earth, when we go away They'll eat the food we prepared They'll drink blood we have spilled Epilogue : The vengeance will be cruel Blessed by gods and spirits In self defense of fatherland Vengeance done by our hands Bringing cruel death for enemies... The Dark Battlefield ==================== Raptured with murder Thirsting for the blood I walk between the corpses of my enemies My shield beats back the strikes My sword crushes the heads Blood covers my face My scream reaches for the hills In the fog of dust and smoke Enemy strewed us with arrows Few brave warriors died The axes were shining horrible Crossing with the swords The warriors without shields Had to die hopelessly The dying men were screaming around Trampled by the fighting hordes It was enough for me I was losing my mind But I still was killing... The night came soon... I heard a horrifying sound of horns Our horseman ship will attack fast We must leave the battlefield fast... Heil moor asferoon... In the name of moon Under the heavy hooves Those who were too Strong for us will die... To die in Fight =============== Cruel coldness turns my heart into ice Heavy snow clouds Covered the nightly sky Snow is falling, wind is blowing ANd it's cold Blood in my veins got stopped Wounded I await my last hour When the snow covers my body When the icy ship takes me To the lands of my gods A dream makes union with reality Cold snow hurts my eyes The forest is far from here And my horse is dead I lost my last battle Victory was so near... In the snown bed I found my peace Now I'm waiting for drakkar Gods promised me It will come soon...