A keresés eredménye

At The Ruins

Moon still waxing
Traveled a whisper over the water from afar
Waves broke restlessly
Against the rain beaten shore
 
Long might have been silent
The wilderness under the northern sky
Only lonely tune of the wind plays
 
Spear of the bear-slayer
On the ground beside the prey waited
Silently for the great ship arriving
 
No one knew if they [would] see the dawn
And the day set again
 
Hear the call of the ravens
Across the skies
Thus arrives the destruction of the gods
To our world
 
The time has come when the wheel of the sun
From the bloodshed will break
 
Flags beautiful waving
Messenger steps on the beach stones
With swords they greet us
Get to speak of freedom
 
Wearing capes unfamiliar
Blood brother grips a wooden cross
He wolf's might wants to subdue
 
Spear of the bear-slayer
Against the snake tongue now rises
And strikes through the wretched heart
 
But no longer will the heroes rise to the ruins
And our songs the wind will take
 
Hear the sorrow of the forests
Throughout the times
The sacred stones has been felled
And people are tired
 
Power from the arms of death
Defies the steel flickering
Death in the hands of the gods
Fame of man eternal
 
Already those torches are igniting, they scorch the corpses
And the souls of the innocents are condemned
How they deprive the gods from our side now
The thousands fall silent before the murderer
 
Illustration of an axe beside
Fighting like a bear
The power of Ukko1 in the heart
Yet the last will fall
 

• 1. Finnish pagan god of the sky, weather, harvest and thunder.

Ancient ones

A path familiar from something takes the lost ones with it
The fallen trees lead the steps to the edge of the forest
The song of those ancient forces is still echoing here
Of which tears reflect the starless night which has seen the end
Undoubtedly the decomposing leaves remember something
Maybe they heard when the omen of destruction rode past here
Far away from war and hunger
Far away from the land which set on fire
Here is to be stayed, there are so few of us
Gods are to be trusted, maybe for a while we will survive
We get an accommodation next to stumps, from sprigs a quilt
It is futile to be afraid of the streaming water
It doesn't rain ash from the sky here
If you don't know yourself in the dark
Don't know what you hear in the silence
From mouth to mouth the sempiternal wisdoms pass
The words from the years before our birth
We knew it all but didn't understand
When thousands of eyes stare at us
To their direction our heads turn
Encounter the ancient ones!
Ancient might, which rips the creations of humans
And is born itself again
When the sky opens and waters the ground
Into stone roots every tree
So are falling the walls of citadels
Like glass the walls of hatred shatter
The machines of the time ended in front of us are getting rusty
Forgotten ships will stay at the seabed
And our traces wash away in the clear water
In a moment thousands of years wash away
The holy texts come back to the world
Encounter the ancient ones!
Encounter the new world!
 

The battle of the North

[EMPIRE OF RED SNOW]
 
Grab the weapons, oh the warriors of the North!
On our fathers' holy land
an enemy against us
will be crowned only with it's death.
Christians will be exiled.
On their heaven's gates
will be christened with blood.
 
You poor, weak converters
who are stepping on our path.
To damnation, heaven's children,
eternal death is waiting.
Grab the swords!
We don't allow you a drop.
Soon the ground will turn red, blood will run!
 
Die!
Go away from our land
and endure your punishment.
 
Heirs of godly images
won't steal our land to destroy it.
A son of Jehova doesn't deserve honor.
 
[IN THE GLITTER OF FROZEN LAKES]
 
And when blood stops flowing
you know we have won.
 
Dead is that halo
which surrounds them.
Lethal is that sword's blade
which seals the victory.
 
Freezing is that cold
which is embracing us.
Forests, vast of the North
are thanking for their freedom.
 
Ice fields are glistening,
bloody they are beaming.
The lakes are beaming their shine
in their winter empire.
 

Starless

Darkness gains already
Descending on the land of the dead
The sky weighs our heads down
Hides the desolation from our eyes
Alone I reach toward the light from the night
I shout: 'Release me!' through it
Nobody says a word
Barely falling asleep
The flame of a burning world is gone
Yearning of life is washed away
A heavy sleigh follows us
Death on our feet
Above only a starless sky
Below a lifeless land
Darkness reaches already
The furthest edge of the world
Memories escaped as smoke
Cities of men
A time full of life
Seared on water and ash
Above a dreary sky
Below a deserted land
Alone I reach toward the light from the night
Yet I shout: 'Release me!'
The polluted sea boils
Bloody pavement on the streets hatches
Our doom lines the clouds
The air is so heavy here
The water flows with poison
Only the weapons of war are rusting away
Abandoned on the bottom
Where to bury the bodies?
Where to run as the sun rises?
Will anyone see if we raise our banner?
A hot wind sweeps the shore for a moment
A white bird disappears with it
Nothing lives anymore, nothing is left behind
Steps are so heavy here
Cannot find a way from under the rocks
The North is hidden behind the clouds
The grey scenery hunts ghosts
What is gone is quietly swept to the horizon
Land of sorrows underneath
Where nothing lives any longer
 

Obliterated

The world we were born to is obliterated
Cities we lived in are destroyed
We left everything behind days ago, hoping that somewhere
We would yet find a place where we can live in
We have not seen one person yet
Only houses burned down and animals whose diseases canker us likewise
All of us won't survive for long