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TURISAS LYRICS
"Battle Metal" (2004)
1. Victoriae & Triumphi Dominus
2. As Torches Rise
3. Battle Metal
4. The Land of Hope and Glory
5. The Messenger
6. One More
7. Midnight Sunrise
8. Among Ancestors
9. Sahti-Waari
10. Prologue of R R R
11. Rexi Regi Rebellis
12. Katuman Kaiku
1. Victoriae & Triumphi Dominus
2. As Torches Rise
I take a look around,
the blood of our men has painted the ground
There are corpses lying everywhere
Some try to pray, some cry in despair
As our enemy cuts its way through our lines
Desperate thoughts take over our minds
Is this to be the end of our days?
The overwhelming enemy
rides our front lines down
With hate in their faces, with hate in their sound
Hundreds of men lying wounded on the ground
No one can help them,
to their destiny they're bound
I think of my family, I think of my home
Interrupted by a fearful tone:
"We're practically dead, they'll slaughter us all!"
Through a cloud of dust I see our right wing fall
This cursed war will swallow us all
What will happen to our loved-ones,
the ones we're fighting for?
I will not stand and watch this army fall
We will fight back, hear us roar
Pull your lines together
Our fury is greater than the worst stormy weather
I grasp the sword in my hand, this is for my brothers,
this is for my land
With blood on my face to battle I ride
With dust in my eyes, with faith in my heart
Until death do us part
From the skies a man came down to earth
He lead our way and rode first
How dark the night may seem
A new day always heals
I stroll across the field, the morning has broken,
our victory's been sealed
The hooves have plowed the ground to mud,
familiar faces in ponds of blood
A snowflake lands on my face,
melts and runs away
The sun rose red that day
3. Battle Metal
A name uttered with fear
No smile, no tears
They'll crush your skull with a blow
And pile them in a row
The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds
In a smithy high up in the skies
On an anvil of honour, with a hammer of blood
The Four Winds pounded
Battle Metal!
As the battle rages the dearest to you, you hold in your hand -
and stick in their lungs!
An iron gaze of a hawk
Out of sight they stalk
Their arrows cut the air as they fly
Death from the sky
Thunder in their eyes
A writhing demise
Storming over the men on the field
Breaking their shield
Take this sign into your heart and be brave
Let it lead you to your glory or your grave
Today!
Hear me, my warriors
Soldiers from all the edges of the world
Let us join our forces
To an army, united
Four winds will guide us
The Heart of Turisas will lead our way
Our drums echo: Forward march
Our horns cry for victory
Boldest of them all
They've answered the call
Their arms were strengthened by the work of their swords
They'll march till they fall
The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds
In a smithy high up in the skies
On an anvil of honour, with a hammer of blood
The Four Winds pounded
4. The Land of Hope and Glory
Far away, where sunshine never fades
There lies this land, the greatest of tales
A strong golden gate now slowly moves aside
In walks a man, exhausted by the tide
Finally, I've reached my destiny
I've crossed the western sea for the land of hope and glory
In front of me stands the glorious grand city
A feeling that I can breathe, and be free
Surrounding golden walls, finest marble covers the halls
Silver-plated streets that glimmer and shine
Statues, monuments and fountains filled with wine
And trees nearly touching the sky
In the land of hope and glory
I head to the greatest hall,
take a deep breath and open the door
Is this the land of hope and glory?
Sitting on a golden throne,
an ape holding a scepter of bone
It utters: "The die is cast."
Surrounding golden walls...
Reminiscence
Echoes from the homeland
Kaikuen laulu raikaa takaa ulapan
Kotimaan rannat kutsuu poikaa Pohjolan
Hoist the sails, it's time to leave these lands behind
Rain or hail won't stop me, I have made up my mind
Surrounded by dark emptiness
The sea is cold and merciless
All alone, I'm heading home
Over the vast sea, wide and so deep
Ahti I greet thee, I'm heading home!
The wind is rising, cold and biting
Ilmarinen I greet thee
Northern shores - I'm home
No surrounding golden walls, no marble covered halls
No silver-plated streets that glimmer and shine
No statues, monuments nor fountains filled with wine
Only trees touching the sky
Far away, where sunshine never fades
There lies thi sland, the greatest of tales
5. The Messenger
I saddle my horse as fast as I can
"The message is urgent, find the man!"
The camp soon vanishes out of my sight
As I rush my black steed into the night
I am the messenger of fate
I spur on my horse, the hour is late
I am the herald, I am the sign
My only enemy is time
Hooves hit the rocky ground
The clatter echoes all around
Alone I ride, come what may
The stars in the night sky guide my way today
On my arrival, will you welcome me?
The sign is given, can't you see?
All hail the Messenger
Strong by heart, wind or rain
Won't stop the Messenger
The news are on the way
The faith of man lies in my hands
At last I fly in through the gate
Men, women, children... "Out of my way!"
Up the winding alley with fury I ride
I jump off my horseback and push the doors aside
All hail the Messenger
Strong by heart...
You are the Messenger
Strong by heart...
Fate now lies in your own hands
6. One More
Gathered round the wooden table
Same tavern as the nights before
I brace myself against the gable
Sunlight pushes its way through a gap in the door
As the golden sunbeams hit my eyes
I stand up and raise my pint up high
One more for our brothers who fought beside us
One more and forward again
Once more, we'll fight and conquer
Until we'll meet again
Staring at the stools not taken
I reach for my tankard of ale
The silence remains unbroken
All you hear is a tinkle of mail
As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
I stand up and raise my pint up high
One more for our brothers...
Like a raging thunderstorm we flew down the forested hill
Tree-trunks and rocks passing by
The endless ranks stood waiting out in the open field
My fingers gripped the handle of my sword
With full power we smashed into their lines
The ground shook, swords tasted flesh
Hooves trampling over men screaming for their lives
The battle raged until both troops were threshed
Grief no more over friends who died
That day will come to us all
Until then we shall fight with pride
Raise our pints till the dawn
Grief no more over friends who died
That day will come to us all
Side by side we shall ride once more
When the Horn calls for War
Feeling low and heavy hearted
Interrupted by a distant alarm
Seems like the war has started
May it be for our brothers in arms
Once again that golden sunbeam reaches my eyes
I stand up and raise my sword up high
One more for our brothers...
7. Midnight Sunrise
In the darkest shadows, under the black rocks
And ancient moss
Where steam arises from the cracks in the crust of ground
The spiteful dwell
Fast, fast, fast, fast faster than the lightning strikes
Trying to make it in time
Hide, hide, hide, hide, hide from the bright demise
Rush away from the...
Midnight Sunrise
The night embraces these lands
People stand in a circle holding hands
A blaze over a peaceful summery lake
Enlightens their faces and gilds the landscape
Under cover of darkness they have arisen
And set their feet on the ground
As the people celebrate they head to their homes
To wreak havoc with their property...
Fast, fast, fast, fast...
Midnight Sunrise
The night embraces these lands
People stand in a circle holding hands
A blaze over a peaceful summery lake
Enlightens their faces and gilds the landscape
The hourglass' sand stops flowing, currents stand still
The distant horizon glowing, a glimmer over the hill
Three golden kings come riding across the midnight skies
Three golden blades shining, a sight for sore eyes
Time stood still as sons of the dawn rode by
As the daybreak approaches
and the sunbeams close in on them
Horror fills their hearts
Running for their lives as fast as they can
In panic they flee
Fast, fast, fast, fast...
Midnight Sunrise
The night embraces these lands
People stand in a circle holding hands
A blaze over a peaceful summery lake
Enlightens their faces and gilds the landscape
Twelve golden hooves come smashing down to earth
And chase the creatures to the holes
where they once were given birth
The ones who are not that lucky to escape
Are burning down to ashes in the midnight sunrise
Three golden kings riding across the midnight skies
Three golden blades shining, a sight for sore eyes
Time stood still as the sons of dawn rode by
8. Among Ancestors
A peaceful grove,
in treetops above the whisper of the wind
It echoes over fields, over endless wilderness
You close your eyes and there you are
among your ancestors
They greet you,
welcomed to enter the war
for the freedom of their heirs
Over the vastest fields, bearing the strongest shields
Our fathers rode
Through the thickest brakes,
armed with the sharpest stakes
To none they bowed
The Northern blow cuts through your skin
as swells beat your vessel
The open sea surrounding seems dark and cold
You wonder why men around
you sit quiet for themselves
Staring into the darkness...
They know what awaits them there
It is victory, or death
The calm Baltic Sea
reflects the first morning sunbeams
A rosy-fingered dawn over the seas,
an illusion of peace
Straight ahead a palisade steep
The time has come, "Hit the beach!"
Over the vastest fields, bearing the strongest shields
Our fathers rode
Through the thickest brakes,
armed with the sharpest stakes
To none they bowed
A peaceful grove,
in treetops above the whisper of the wind
It echoes over fields, over endless wilderness
You close your eyes and there you are
among your ancestors
They greet you,
welcomed to enter the war
for the freedom of their heirs
At last, the moment you've been waiting for
Now it's time to fight or fall
The enemy line getting closer and closer
You distinguish his eye-whites
and pull your sword... "Strike!"
You see your blade cut off his head
Another father ends up dead
No time to think who will miss him at nights
Another slash and someone's husband dies
See the fear in their eyes
"Their lines are scattered, hunt them down!"
None were left alive to tell their wives
9. Sahti-Waari
Nyt t�yttyy mahlainen malja
Tuoppeihin virtaa sahti ja kalja
Uusi polvi kun p��t�ns� nostaa
Vanha tapa ei kuole koskaan
Murtumaan ei kristityn miekkakaan meit� saa
K�ymme taistoa ainiaan
Nyt laulumme jumalille raikaa saa
Siis tuoppinne nostakaa!
Tummat pilvet, ilke� taivas
On kaukana korpien k�tk�iss� maa
Kyiset pellot, katajainen kansa
Luulivat voivansa sen alistaa
10. Prologue of R R R
As you sit in your quiet home, surrounded by peace, comfort and civilization
Do you, listener, remember those memories; grand and tearful which still, after hundreds of years, remain now radiant with the brightness of sunlight
and now darkening like indelible bloodstains the variegated pictures of history?
Can your thoughts, torpid with repose, transport themselves back to the horrors and joys of the past,
not straying indifferently from one thing to another which excites your curiosity, but taking a warm and vital interest,
as if you yourself stood in the midst of those struggles now long since fought out?
Bled in them, conquered or fell in them, and felt your heart beat with hope or apprehension according as fortune smiled or betrayed?
Standing on the heights of history and looking far around the wild arena of human destiny, can your transfer yourself into the veil(vale?) of the past,
the life physically buried and decayed, but spiritually in (most?) which constitutes the essence and substance of history.
Did you ever see history portrayed as an old man, with a wide brow and pulseless heart? Weighing all things in the balance of reason.
Is not, rather, the genius of history like an eternally-blooming maiden, full of fire, with a burning heart and flaming soul, humanly warm and humanly beautiful?
Therefore; if you have the capacity to suffer, or rejoice with the generations that have been.
To hate with them, to love with them; to be transported, to admire, to despise, to curse as they have done.
In a word: to live among them with your whole heart, and not along with your cold, reflecting judgement?
Then follow me! I will lead you down into the vale, my hand is weak and my sketch humble, but your heart will guide you better than I.
Upon that, I rely, and begin.
11. Rexi Regi Rebellis
Cold autumn rain, fields new-plowed
A sludgy bane, far from home
The time has come, our troops march on
A silent hum, a cheerful song
Den sn�iga nord �r v�rt f�dernesland
D�r sprakar v�r h�rd p� den stormiga strand
D�r v�xte vid sv�rdet v�r seniga arm
D�r gl�dde f�r tro och f�r �ra v�r barm
Vi vattnade i Nevans bad v�r frustande h�st
Han sam �fver Weichseln s� glad kom till fest
Han bar �fver Rhen v�rt h�mnande sk�l
Och rida vi fram �fver sl�tter och d�ld
S� springa ur hofvarna gnistor af eld
S� haglar v�rt hugg som ett hammarslag
S� ljusnar f�r v�rlden en framtids dag
In morning mist, dark lines stand still
With clenched fists, against their will
At the break of dawn, our forces assemble
A distant horn, soon cannons will rumble
A shroud of smoke, an iron breeze
A man of hope, hell unleashed
A glove of steel (sweeps the) front line down
A white lone steed, a fallen crown
Den sn�iga nord �r v�rt f�dernesland
D�r sprakar v�r h�rd p� den stormiga strand
D�r v�xte vid sv�rdet v�r seniga arm
D�r gl�dde f�r tro och f�r �ra v�r barm
Var tr�st du, som suckar I m�rker och band!
Vi komma, vi komma, vi l�sa din hand
D�r pustar ej tr�l i v�r frostiga nord
Friborne vi rida i f�lt f�r Guds ord
Vid Breitenfeld vi togo Pappenheim I v�r famn
Vi skrefvo p� Kronenbergs brynja v�rt namn
Vi svedde gr�tt sk�gg for Tilly vid Lech
Vi bl�dde med kungsblod vid L�tzen h�ck
Och rida via l�ngt fr�n v�rt nordliga sp�r
Till gl�dande dufvor med bl�dande s�r
S� smattra trumpeterna segerbud
Hugg in, tappra led! Fram! Med oss �r Gud
Out of the dust, past our ranks
Came a mount without a master
Blood-stained it strode all alone
Each one knew The Oak had fallen
Hakka p��lle Pohjan Poika!
Ride for revenge, we march again for the King and the mighty
Feel no fatigue, your wounds will heal when we've slain the foe so greedy
12. Katuman Kaiku
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