Visioner På Isen (Englisch) Songtext

von Månegarm

The first snow of winter falls to my hand. Gazing up at the grey sky. Many moons have passed. Long anticipation for the time of ice. Feeling the breath of the forest. Breathing filled with ancient power. The raven calls me to show me the way to the halls of my fate.
A farewell, a promise in blood. To meet once again when the ice breaks up. Beginning the journey to the halls of Aegir. One last look at my resting place.
Down below time stands still. Up above the depths are black. In the East you will be bound... by agony. In the West the gate stands heavy. In the South you will be blinded. In the North you will find answers.
Land meets the sea, night meets the day. Ice meets earth, questions meet answers. The glow of stars falls on ice, reflects the black surface. Leaves the snow covered rim of the shore. Where ocean meets earth, frozen ground.
Beyond the scarred mirror in the distance. My shackled soul brother calls me. Over the frozen halls of Aegir. Leads the path to my being whole...
Nine are the waves, nine are the visions, nine are the sufferings of the nights, nine are the pains, nine are the victims, nine is the number of life.
Dark is the night in spite of the light of stars. Heavy and tired soul and body. The wind chases over the ice. So bitter and cold.
Memories surface, forgotten days. A pain petrifies my body. The night is illuminated with a blinding light. Falling to my knees, the din of voices.
Faces twisted in strange grimaces. Shapes run past. Dreamlike figures with wings of blood. Dance across the ground.
Sword song and horn sound. Tramping of hooves and animal roaring. Incantations and rune song. Sacrifice and offerings unto Grimnir.
Wolf grin and bear's paw. The fury of a Berserk. Shadowlike souls with fire turned blue. The Wolf let loose in the light of the moon...
Sword song and horn sound. Tramping of hooves and animal roaring. Incantations and rune song. Sacrifice and offerings unto Grimnir.
Land meets the sea. Night meets the day. Ice meets earth. Questions meet answers.
Fragments of answers come into view. Obscure in their clarity... Back again to the chill of the night. Blinded by the images.
A flash of what shall come to pass. Or ancient memoreis from the depths of the sea. My thoughts wander, hard to see. Yet more questions without answers.