Himinbjørg
Where Ravens Fly
1. Lightning Of Blood
2. Conqueror
3. In The Haze Of The Summer Solstice's Fires
4. Journey Through The Nine Worlds
5. Nidhöggr
6. Where Ravens Fly
1. Lightning Of Blood
Steel is still faintly glimmering in the sunlight
But wounds will soon smoke in the freezing dawn
And my sword will be the color of embers....
My war horse hammering the ground with impatience.
Proud with our swrods and shields in hands,
Our ancestors' blood burning within our bodies
We are spinning a web of fright for our enemies
And each man will see his face in it.
On our battlefield at dawn,
In the ravens' shadow slowly gliding,
Carefully observing every single move
In a majestic aerial dance.
We are marching wild with the desire to fight
And the blood in my mouth awakes madness in me
My mind is now as burning as fire
My animal spirits dominate... lightning of blood!
2. Conqueror
On each summer solstice we weave the great iron tie
Between the past, the present, the future of our tribe
The older tell us the wars from the past
In the embered shining of the flames
And we listen to their words like the young wolves of a pack
Nothing is more personal, now than the songs,
Whispered by the spirits of our ancestors.
What can a few souls which burn in the mighty sun of the solstice
Against the despair that our modern world raises in our hearts?
But testify of what used to be, to be actual, to emphasize on our traditions
To ensure that future is maybe not condemned...
Communion in the shining light of our fires and in the recovered sun
Symphony of our pagan souls with mother earth
Presence of the culture of European nations
Living in osmosis with the eternal cycles of life
We were just a fistful, one day we will be an army
Nights in Europe will be red because of our solstice's fires
Which will enlighten the millions of children with pagan hearts
Who will bring the light of their hope to the ancient gods
We're the seed carried through the ages
We wear the eternal fire, we are the sons of mother earth
The sun will rise again
What can a few men lost in the great night with their torches,
But set the world on fire and awake honour and true values?
Keep on the fight for our identity with proud stresses
The sun will come with us in the fight for the revival of our tribes
We are the seeds carried by the forest's wind
Lost in the sickening mists of our modern times
The flame mus still burn into our hearts
We will wear it 'till eternity...
3. In The Haze Of The Summer Solstice's Fires
[Instrumental]
4. Journey Through The Nine Worlds
Fehu... Ur... Thurs... Ansuz... Raido... Kaun.... Gipt.... Vend...
Hagall... Naudhr... Isa... Jera... Ihwar... Perthro... Algiz...
Sowilo.... Tiwaz... Bjarkan... Ior... Madhr... Laguz...
Ingui... Dagr.... Odal... Wyrd...
5. Nidhöggr
Nidhöggr, gnawing the roots of the cosmic tree
Devouring the corpses of Hvergelmir
Nidhöggr, soon will the smell of your vomit
Reach the heights of the black mountains
The doors of Helheim are open!
(Rush to Midgård) Huuh!
Sky and earth are the same colour
The colour of hatred, of blood
Everything is drowned into the lakes, of unclean blood
Here comes the dawn of a new age
6. Where Ravens Fly
Fly mighty ravens fly,
Fly up high in the sky...
Fly over the forests, over the mountains...
Fly over the seas, mighty ravens fly...
Black riders of the winds of destiny
Flying silently over my head
By fixing my calm and deep gaze on you
I raise my spirit which slowly mixes with yours
Then through your onyx eyes
I can see and know
Know the divine message
CArried over the wings of the northern wind
The ravens' spirit majestically flies
To the slow rhythm of our hearts...
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