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WOLFSANGEL LYRICS
"Widdershins" (2004)
1. Barditus
2. Njord
3. Ice
4. Of Ye Birch Tree Slain
5. Lullaby
6. King Of Northern Trolls
7. Wolfsangel
8. Lady Of Darkness
1. Barditus
Phol ende Uuôdan uuorun zi holza
Dû uuart demo Balderes uolon sin uuoz birenkit
Thû biguol en Sinthgunt Sunna era suister
Thû biguol en Frîia Uolla era suister
Thû biguol en Uuôdan sô hê uuola conda
Sôse bênrenkî sôse bluotrenkî sôse lidirenkî
Ben zi bêna bluot zi bluoda lid zi geliden
Sose gelimida sîn
2. Njord
Waters are his herd
Wild winds are his might
Praise the mighty god
Raise your weapons high
On his streams we ride
Turn their towns to flame
Take their blood for gift
Let us see his mirth
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
watch the splashes flying
hear the dead souls crying
see the stallions in foam
Tease their land like hail
Till the spineless die
Send their souls to ice
Harvest bloody crop
They forgot the yew
They will get no luck
Turn their sacred place
Show them real light
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
watch the splashes flying
hear the dead souls crying
see the stallions in foam
At kveldi skal dag leyfa
Konu er brennd er
Mæki er reyndr er
Mey er gefin er
Ís er yfir kemr
Öl er drukkit er
Haltr ríðr hrossi
Hjörð rekr handar vanr
Daufr vegr ok dugir
Blindr er betri
En brenndr séi
Nýtr manngi nás
Lítilla sanda
Lítilla sæva
Lítil eru geð guma
Því at allir menn
Urðu-t jafnspakir
Half er öld hvar
Never end this war
Kill them rape their wifes
Saddle pallid horse
Die but not demise
So ride on the storm
Hand in hand we're close
Sky halls are our fate
Death will bring this day
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
watch the splashes flying
hear the dead souls crying
see the stallions in foam
3. Ice
Inch by inch
Mile by mile
Islands we are floating by
Not a gasp of wind, all sinks
Still life of a cold glass clinks
In the land of frozen water
Vanish all the fears are ought to
Eve of life or eve of death
Does not matter
Close your breath
4. Of Ye Birch Tree Slain
Once there lived a man in a small house of wood
Just before the threshold tall birch-tree stood
Knocking at his window and pulling his hair
All of that he did not care
Days passed the nights and the nights passed the days
Human's path was his only way
Once under the full moon he fell asleep
A girl came to him and began to weep
Birch: Please, please, darling come to me
Man: How can I not knowing thee?
Birch: Please, please, darling come to me
Man: How can I not knowing thee?
Birch: Always I've been here don't be surprised
You'll see me always just close your eyes
Knocking at your window and pulling your hair
Man: I'm sick and tied of you so beware
Birch: Please, please, darling come to me
Man: Oh, well, I'll come and cut thee
Birch: Please, please, darling come to me
Man: Oh, well, I'll come and cut thee
Birch:
Be my blacksmith to forge the new swords
Be my staff for wild waters to cross
Be my hop to bitter my drink
Be my key to break wooden link
I'm your smithy to forge the new sword
I'm your way to the stallions of Njord
I'm your mare to ride through the night
I'm your birch tree with tears so bright
Then he took an axe and exited the house
Came to tall white tree and closed his eyes
The girl came to him one and final time
But he preferred to close his mind
Man: Oh, well, I have come to thee
Please, please, don't worry me
Oh, well, I have come to thee
Please, please, don't worry me
His hands were above and her waist below
Thus he embraced her in moment slow
The cold iron passed into her heart
When his eyes had opened they were apart
So he turned to mirror again and again
Blood on his axe, blood on his hands
Grinning and laughing he came to the wood
Hanged himself - now he's ravens' food
Man: Now you will never come to me
Birch: Oh, well, good night to thee
Man: Now you will never come to me
Birch: Oh, well, good night to thee
No one now lives in a small house of wood
Nothing there is, so the tale ends good
5. Lullaby
In a rusty ruined tavern
Face to face they sat all night
One was good, another evil,
They had dice and ale to fight
Good was dressed in long white cloak,
Red coat wore another man
Wolves a-howled and ravens croaked
Three eyes watched at dice as one
In a rusty ruined tavern
Face to face they sat all night
One was good, another evil,
They had dice and ale to fight
Many bets were made by players
Many crowns were spent that night
One was good, another evil,
Thus they had a lot to fight
Final round - they're to throw
Once and winner takes the bank
Only one appeared for old man
But another's dice was blank
Evil looked with growing hatred,
Heat was both in air and mind
So he turned into the fire
Good had vision of a kind
One was thrown for eye and water
One - the water rears the vine
One - the rival is immortal
One - we have one face and sign
Nothing thrown for tree of wisdom
Nothing - arrow mistletoe
Nothing - is the evil guilty?
Nothing - is he friend or foe?
Fire vanished, empty chair
Was aside of good old man
Void in jug and void in memory
Were there three of eyes or one?
So the good rose up his brimmer,
Drained it dry and fell asleep
Ravens croak and wolves a-howling
Were enough for dreams to keep
Weaver smiled and turned the spindle
And a day replaced the night
One was good, another evil,
But there's nothing more to fight
6. King Of Northern Trolls
"Evigt liv tecken av kraft"
Bridges of ice the women going
Women go because I called them
Frozen statues in the lines
Make my borders gleam and shine
Welcome lady be my queen
Frost will penetrate your skin
'ternal beauty'll be my gift
Since you'd come across my rift
I'm the king of northern trolls
Decorating icy halls
Welcome guest here is your home
Does not matter where you're from
Fields of snow the children going
Children go because I called them
Frozen statues little toys
Make my garden full of joy
Welcome baby close your eyes
All your nightmares - only lies
'ternal game will be my gift
Since you'd come across my rift
I'm the king of northern trolls
Decorating icy halls
Welcome guest here is your home
Does not matter where you're from
Walls of hail the warriors going
Warriors go because I called them
Frozen statues faces long
Make my fortress good and strong
Welcome sir you're tied of war
What you've fought for's nothing more
'ternal strength will be my gift
Since you'd come across my rift
I'm the king of northern trolls
Decorating icy halls
Welcome guest here is your home
Does not matter where you're from
7. Wolfsangel
Part 1: Narration
Once an angel who searched for the truth
Tried to look for it riding a wolf
The result of the ride was the angel inside
And the smile on the face of the wolf
Part 2: Midnight Ride
They had ridden through the centuries
Pretty angel and gray wolf
Only dust remains but not the
Angel's feathers or wolf's tooth
Howled the wolf for moon in darkness
Sang the angel for daylight
Road had brought them to a battlefield
Who are those brave men to fight?
Wolf: I can't go farther
Climb up death ladder
Path'll be another
I can't go farther
Take a look at the stone
Take a look at that crone
Take a look and be gone
Angel: Die! Die!
Wolf: Hey pretty angel
Here lies wolfsangel
Stop little angel
Death is wolfsangel
Part 3: Songs for the Moon and Songs for the Sun
Men in rags will fight for freedom
Pitchforks dimly shine in dark
Moonlight owners of the kingdom
They will give their lives for luck
Shadows die and bare the mortals
Day will kill as they're in sight
Night will cover all the slaughtered
Nightbirds'll peak their lustr'less eyes
Men in steel will fight for nothing
Speckles spatter faces cold
You will never see them running
They will give their lives for gold
On the pitchfork will be stallions
On the pile of blizzards bliss
Fire 'll swallow up their bodies
Only bones 'll be left for beasts
Wolf: I can't go farther
Climb up death ladder
Path 'll be another
I can't go farther
Take a look at the rags
Take a look at the flags
Take a look at that slugs
Angel: Die! Die!
Wolf: Hey stupid angel
I'm on wolfsangel
Help little angel
Death is wolfsangel
Part 4: Morrison's Jug
instrumental
Part 5: The Battle for Nothing
instrumental
Part 6: Cry of Idises
Eiris sâzun idisi sâzun hera duoder
Suma hapt heptidun suma heri lezidun
Suma clûbôdun umbi cuoniouuidi
Insprinc haptbandun inuar uîgandun
Part 7: Mourining After
In the fields the bodies broken
Some are dead as some not yet
Wolf: Angel, we must end their suff'rings
Angel: Yes, my friend, heal all we've met
So the wolf gnew through the throats
Only way he'd like to heal
Souls just went to Hel with angel
Angel's corpse became his meal
Angel: What will be after?
Life was a hard craft
I'm on a blood shaft
What will be after?
Take a look at my hand
Now you see all around
Take a look at that land
Wolf: Die! Die!
Hey pretty angel
Taste the wolfsangel
Smile little angel
Death is wolfsangel
8. Lady Of Darkness
Fairy lady all of darkness
Can you hear my silent scream?
Can you see my bones are broken?
Can you feel me? Disbelieve!
Heart is only word means something
Honour means no more I see
All the words are out of meaning
Water will be bed for me
Hail the Lords of sky and higher
Bloody water now shall rise
Only blade will kill that fire
Only pain will be my prize
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