The Flight Of Sleipnir
Lore
1. Legends
Upon dead trees black birds singLike a choir of ghosts with solemn oathsTheir tragic song which echos on Through pillars of ice, through frozen hallsA ballad destined in time to fadeLike the remnants of heroes slainDays of blood soaked earth lay wasteTo rest forever in shallow gravesIn desolate cold, remains men's flightUntouched by suns' warming lightDespondent pasts of war and woeAre hidden now beneath fallen snowNow what's left here buried and stillNo longer by willRest the hearts of men of death these mortal men knewA consequence brought forth by their own hands Against each other they foughtTogether they died sealed by fateTheir legend is made only to be forgotten by time
2. Of Words and Ravens
There before the rising sunIn twilight ravens wings are drawnThought sent out to horizons edgeMemories of the words of men-"With dusk brings the end of day, while the last fragmentsof light remainSilhouettes disappear in growing nightNo sight nor sound of two birds flight"While he sits alone with closed eyeLucid dreams fill his mindEvening falls on golden hallsIt's time to wing their way homeRavens whispers now have ceasedWith it silenced beating wingsWith no return from horizons edgeAll is lost of the words of men
3. Asgardreid
4. Fenrisulfr
Wretched beast in chainOne league beneath the earthForged of elements strangeThe treachery seen in his fateFrom age's and aeons passedWith dreams of devouring the sunHe eagerly awaits the blood of the chieftain enthronedDawn of the endFrom Dark earthen depthsChains no longer hold he who imprisoned the beastThrough furious eyesBattlefields marked by deathThrough fog nemesis foundBones crack beneath mighty jaws"Behold my father! By foul demon demon slain!By the steel of my blade vengeance will be made!"
5. The End Begun
I am the peaks and crags,Carved by wind and rainI am the sword and shieldBattlefields of yoreI am your final breath, I am your mortal deathI am the end begun,I am the setting sun
6. Black Swans
Far and away, three maidens weave the tapestry of fateFour winds in autumn blaze approaching desolationDarker days Witness winter's scorn into nothingness I am rebornDistant fires burn and you will surely hear of my returnTake from the earth, black swans foretold my rebirthHammer tempers fireArise strange from the well
7. No Man Will Spare Another
Brothers will fight and kill each otherCousins will destroy kinshipIt is hard on the worldMuch whoredomAn axe age,A sword age, shields are splitA wind ageA wolf age, before the world fallsNo man will spare anotherLoud blows Heimdall. the horn is aloftIn fear quake all who in Hell-roads areYggdrasil shakes and shiver on highThe ancient limbs and the giant is looseTo the head of Mim does Odin give heedBut the kinsman of Surt shall slay him soon.
8. Winter Nocturne
9. Let Us Drink Till We Die
Swords stained with blood, spears splintered from warFrom glorious battle, our heroes returnSwords chipped from bone, shields cracked and wornA victory with them bring, so our heroes sing:Hailsa! My friend, war is at end! We'll drink wine to our glory.Hey! Let us drink till we die!Hailsa! My brother, sit by my side.We'll drink ale by the fireHey! Let us drink till we die!
David Csicsely Drums, Vocals, Guitars
Clayton Cushman Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Keyboards
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