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HORDE OF ANACHRON LYRICS
"Horde of Anachron" (2006 Demo)
1. Funeral Winds
2. Dawn of Invincibility
3. Forged Sky
4. In the Path of the Tyrant
1. Funeral Winds
Infernal winds, cold and unwavering like a trumpet blast, the cry of the past.
Sands of time, all that remains is erosion.
Enduring time always there. So cold but calm, continuality a tempest from the past. she cries.
Unhallowed caverns infernal decay. The weakening of flesh; she is dead. And I cry to be calm once more, stillness in death. Once sanguine and warm now cold now dead.
Funeral winds fted yet shapeless. I am settled in barrenness
2. Dawn of Invincibility
Father and son divided to fall. Both of them chosen warriors betweentwo armies: Both must arm themselves swords buckled and chain mail. They ride and they talk, they stand before most; they are chosen. Hildebrand spoke the younger listened.
Who was my father, from which family he came? Tell me the one, young man for Ill know the other.
Brave men knew him well.
Blood and by blood.
Hadubrand, the son of Hildebrand, replied:
A gift such as this lore should be received with spear point against point . Then they let sail their ashen spears. A test of might and a desire for duel. Sharp showers of steel and cries of consternation ring out.
They came closer on foot striking fiercely for home: Proud young man you will not die, and nor will I, sixty times I have seen summer turn to winter
and winter to summer you half thrice and 30! We are strong in our hearts and our blood the same. If you have courage you might take my armor and spoils have you right to them.
Splitting each others swords striking fiercely until there weapons shattered there shields.
Blood and by blood the war cries rang out !
3. Forged Sky
From beyond a call from the stars, in an age of stone and bronze, visions of the cosmos are given. 3000 years past the night sky was ours. Pleiades, begotten, portal to the heavens ancient knowledge though zephyr and Æsir!
I have been given a gift, knowledge and wisdom I have learned how to guide my Klan my Volk! I Harigastiteiva son of Teus! Fear not the power of conjuration. It is not sorcery but wizdum.
Urheimat forged by blood and by iron of will. Klans conquest engenders by will and might.
Mystic writ on forged sky with gold are secrets of worship and adulation. And so en-knowlged siting, gazing toward the night sky eyes lit by fire I read the path for the cosmos has given.
Songs of the past are sung together; of legend and of pagan haraldry past and present are the same and of days old are we enobled. The forged sky has given us our future wae’re of the past.
4. In the Path of the Tyrant
Enthroned as a king of kings. Shadows of kingdoms beneath my sandled feet.
My path shorn by wicked steel.
Honor gained from an iron will and strength to match I am both callous and wise. Forged as my father s sword is my destiny to rule with an iron embrace is my will.
Nothing can stand before me , I ride intward the throne of high king ship. Stygian barbaric war lust, my thews given strength by determination.
Honor gained from an iron will and strength to match I am both callous and wise…
A man of both wisdom and power, friend or foe I would hue in twain, cleave with axe or sword.
This empire now mine wrought by blood and by bone, through fortuitous demise.
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