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THE SWORD LYRICS
"Age of Winters" (2006)
1. Celestial Crown
2. Barael's Blade
3. Freya
4. Winter's Wolves
5. The Horned Goddess
6. Iron Swan
7. Lament for the Auroch
8. March of the Lor
9. Ebethron
1. Celestial Crown
2. Barael's Blade
forged by the crow-mage from shards of darkness
honed by the halfbreed to vorpal sharpness
behold!
the bastard's blade
bane of the demon lord
slayer of the spider-priests
spiller of the silver blood
fragments of bore infused with purest steel
a warrior's hand and a wizard's mind to wield
killer of Lor, avenging those accursed
gathering knowledge, quenching deadly thirst
3. Freya
a sword of fire and an axe of cold
vision of the Sibyl has foretold
armies gather on the battle-plain
all will fall and Earth will die in flame
here on the battle-plain
we will die in flame
on falcon's feathers soaring overhead
choosing warriors among the dead
twilight written in the runes of crones
Freya weeps upon her golden throne
upon her golden throne
I'll wait for her alone
call me unto your hall
take me into your thrall
the battle rages, but they fight in vain
when all is done it must begin again
4. Winter's Wolves
Can't you see what you have wrought here?
Bloody battles will be fought here
May the mountains rise against you
May the forests block your path
May your axes chip and shatter
and know it is my wrath
I would mount your head on bloody spears
outside your palace gates
and watch as crows peck out your eyes
and your cities are laid to waste
Can't you see what you have wrought here?
a curse on you and all your kin
bloody battles will be fought here
await your doom at empire's end
may the rivers rush to drown you
may the earth swallow your hosts
may the winter's wolves surround you
and rip the life from your throats
5. The Horned Goddess
She sits astride
mountains tall and wide
serpent of Earth writhes
between glacial thighs
Holy nectar flowing from celestial teat
lips of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast
bounty of the goddess offered by the avatar
white blood spills with the singing of the scimitar
Holy nectar flowing from celestial teat
lips of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast
bounty of the goddess offered by the avatar
white blood spills with the singing of the scimitars
Upward she flies
over mountains tall and high
winds blow her sighs
through dark trees and black skies
6. Iron Swan
Iron ships on seas of blood
Black winds fill their silver sails
Iron swan rises high above
in crimson twilight through the earthly veil
Legions of vermin surround me
malefic taint in their eyes
Madness gives sway to delusion
in defense of a fortress of lies
The iron swan floats amidst the reeds
It’s shadow long upon the water
It gives a cry for what can never be
which draws the eyes of Odin’s daughters
Scion of storms, aegis of rime
I call on the powers of old
Unleash your vengeance to punish the crimes
of those who I name as my foes
7. Lament for the Auroch
Laboring in the liquid light of Leviathan
spectres swarm around the sunken cities of the saurians
rising from the void through the blackness of eternal night
colossus of the deep comes crashing down with cosmic might
and none may ssee again the shimmering of Avalon
or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
long gone are the ages of the alchemists
now there are none who know the secrets of the Earth
Harken to the howl of the huntsman's hounds
or the clarion of kingdoms doomed and drowned
lost to these lands in lore of the high ones
sunless skies await the return of the Archons
lament the passing of the Auroch
and the slaying of the ancient Wyrm
would you dare meet the gaze of the basilisk
or face the flames as the phoenix burns?
and none may ssee again the shimmering of Avalon
or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
long gone are the ages of the alchemists
now there are none who know the secrets of the Earth
lament the passing of the Auroch
and the slaying of the ancient Wyrm
would you dare meet the gaze of the basilisk
or face the flames as the phoenix burns?
8. March of the Lor
(instrumental in eight movements)
1. Through the Breach
2. Iron Ships on Seas of Blood
3. Invocation of Halora
4. The Black Web is Spun
5. Misery of the Plague-Born
6. The Spider's Descent
7. Conquest of Kingdoms
8. Age of Winters
9. Ebethron
Black blades in their hands
obey his every command
they search for that which is lost
through realms of rime and of frost
where no mortal may pass
atop a dais of glass
sits a scepter of light
a symbol of Titan's might
He comes from cities of darkness
to suffer harlots and fools
loneliness is his raiment
solitude is his jewel
he's seen the valleys of solace
beheld the spires of sleep
he's fed the pyres of the fallen
and heard the widows weep
We come from cities in darkness
to conquer cowards and fools
loneliness is our payment
solitude is our due
walk through valleys of solace
ascend the spires of sleep
ignore the warnings of prophets
and for your children I'll weep
skies blackened with crows
shadows on winter's snows
within a temple of ice
priestesses perform the rites
witness the setting of suns
the darkest days have begun
let the seers come forth
at morning's light we ride north
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