Heathen Foray Songtext

von Falkenbach

...In ancient times once rode across the land
A man unknown on a horse of untold grand,
Abornde this cape by thirtyrimes of gold
Of whom the tales since ages unknown told...

...the man arrived at the shore of sea
And gazed onto the nightly sky
His ears could hear and his eyes could see
Two raves, dark as night, passing by...

...In a distance far the thunder sounds,
And lightnings reached the frozen grounds,
His breath ran fast, his heart pounded strong,
As the day now came, awaited oh so long...

...tears will fall and blood will soon be shed
When the dawn heralds the twilight of the day...
Then into battle they will ride with rheir swords in hand
For a heathenish foray...

...countless miles he rode through ice and knee-deep snow,
Over mountains,'till the landscape changed its face.
So he at last arrived where winds blew stronger and chill,
Like a welcome to all those who trod this place...

...he in cape was wrapped, and with his hammer 'round his neck,
He forced his way though he didn't see the path,
But he did not rest, 'till he had crossed this land of chill,
And the storm had calmed, when he stood alone on hill...

...his eyes could see the forest shining bright,
And its trees reflected solens golden light.
The sound of horns then reached his ears
To welcome him and take away his fears...

...from all the lands the kings, they came,
With their retinue of countless men,
And the maiden in full armour sat,
On their horse, winged, until the night began...

So he rested a while an recoverd from his ride,
The horizon gleamed by the mighty norhern light,
And the elder ones sang tales about their past,
On their ancestors pride, that will forever last..

...when darkness gell and gone was Solens light,
The silence ruled amongst the men of hethen pride,
Who gathered in a mighty battle-line
And awaited their Gods to give their final sign...

...tears will fall and blood will soon be shed,
When the dawn hearlds the twilight of the day...
Then into battle they will ride, with their swords in hand,
For a heathenish foray...