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NOMANS LAND LYRICS

Hammerfrost

"Hammerfrost" (2005)

1. Lord of the Seas
2. Konung
3. Breath of the North
4. At the Odin's Feast (instrumental)
5. Triumph of Winter
6. Source of Mimir
7. Ale (instrumental)
8. Twilight of the Ages
9. Fjell og Fjord (instrumental)
10. Balfor







1. Lord of the Seas

Odin's birds like wolves in battle
They spread their black wings,
Like swords, like oars,
In the water of Njord

Open your eyes, and behold the radiant rays,
That Sol is sending along.
Open your eyes, behold the maidens battle.
Smile for glory
And victories lie ahead.

Odin's birds like wolves in battle
They spread their black wings,
Like swords, like oars,
In the water of Njord

Sailing where the triumph of victory
Is overwhelming,
Where lust for battle possesses you,
Quench its hunger, your battle snake




2. Konung

Moon path lays before you in your dreams
Armour is too heavy on your shoulders
Standing on Drakkar gazing across the seas
Touching your sword, and recall

How you waded
Into the Northern Sea
Thor did help you to guide
The seastead without fear.

You never know how the tangle
Of Nornirs will unfurl
It may lay quietly, or issue coils
Smoke coils upon the sea




3. Breath of the North

Upon the wave's foamy crest,
Astride the dragon of the sea,
He brings trouble on his wings,
On his mighty wings
The hand holds steel
And someone's life on it.
There's thirst for glory in his eyes,
And gleams of funeral pyre.

Breath of the north will fill lungs
And give you power.
The dragon bares its teeth.
Blood of his foes he'll drink aplenty
Upon the Ting of their armours.




4. At the Odin's Feast (instrumental)




5. Triumph of Winter

The raven spreads its runic wings
Against (the) autumnal moon.
The cowering pack awaits the Triumph,
Of Winter transfixed by awe.
The hammer of cold has smashed into pieces
The hordes of the living Loki
The flames are amuck, the body is empty.
The grip of Berserk is firm.

The raven spreads its runic wings
Against (the) autumnal moon.
The cowering pack awaits the Triumph,
Of Winter transfixed by awe.

Your scream freezes on your lips,
Your blood is crunchy on your teeth.
Dragon of war spits death.
Viking beholds
The battle of the Gods, and lifts his sword.




6. Source of Mimir

The sun will cast its dawning rays
Upon the runes inscribed in rock.
The mossy rock by the side of the road
Has kept its secret since ages began.
It recalls how the Earth came to be,
And the light came out of the darkness.

It remembers the hands that cut the holy signs
Into its cold grey flesh.
He who sacrificed himself, hanging on the ash-tree of life
Knows the mystery of the holy signs.

He who suffered for the knowledge of the Runes,
Has left them for the new world to see.
The rock what was washed with sacrificial blood
Revealed the mystery of the world by the Velves.
It remembers the Suttung tribe,
It knows how the Aesir dies.




7. Ale (instrumental)




8. Twilight of the Ages

Battle with the wolf is nigh its next of kin,
Earth Belt will arise from water baring its fangs
He who begins the play of the swords
Will cast his gaze at the sunrise
Earth will come back from the sea
The radiant one will return to the chambers of Gods
He will never forget the deeds of courageous men,
Who gave their lives for the glorious days

The sacred abode of the one eye God
Is full of courageous men,
A coward will never find glory or his way
To the revel within radiant walls




9. Fjell og Fjord (instrumental)




10. Balfor

White blade falls upon coils of steel
Flickering as it flies
Mighty warrior is dead, who put the Ting
Of swords together
In search of glory he travelled far
His battle snake knew no defeat
No defeat or tiredness
Under the storm of spears

The hordes are silent
Harking to the skald's song
He wrote for him, who let the play of swords begin
The hordes are silent
Harking to the skald's song
He wrote for him, who let the play of swords begin

Warrior is joyful at the Aesir's feast
Odin's call for the battle waits
The Balder of the warrior - Viking, he is
The giver of white rings
In search of glory he travelled far
His battle snake knew no defeat
No defeat or tiredness
Under the storm of spears

 


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