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FLY MY RAVEN
Like a thunder in the dark you came and took my life.
I have waited centuries and distances like stars.
Nothing is lost in this land full of eternal hope.
In that clean and sweet face, come from afar, I am lost.
Fly my Raven and lay your proud gaze where my eyes can’t see the sun.
Spread out your great wings and now glide twirling. In the dark I will find your life.
The first day the rain and the clouds and the sea were storm.
On the second day, the sun and the moon warmed our skin.
Then the gods of heaven separated our distant minds.
Chaos took over our lives, my broken heart was lost.
Fly my Raven and lay your proud gaze where my eyes can’t see the sun.
Spread out your great wings and now glide twirling. In the dark I will find your life.
In the shadows I can't see you but I can hear your voice. In my heart I am a Viking who survives and rises again in the storm.
You took my soul, wind of my life. Cancel the fire that burns between us. Fly my raven in the sky and watch over her soul.
I pray for the day to come, near or far.
And I pray that there is a tomorrow between us.
Freja, protect her distant soul.
Odin, now and always my return.
Hordes ... it's my rebellion.
Do not Cry. He watches you.
Fly high. Continue your life.
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GLORY TO THE SACRED LAND
music and lyrics by Drakhen for Bloodshed Walhalla
Rise now from the ashes, God of Thunder, wind and rain.
Like the hammer pounding on the anvil. Thunderstorm. Sound the horn.
I tried to understand the evolution of the war.
I tried to rebel to the snake. But there is no return.
The glorious blood of my ancestors is burning in my veins.
They always talk to me in my dreams. Only blood. In my head.
I feel like falling asleep in a bed of warm white clouds.
In the silence of my twilight, where one goes and never returns.
Pounding and deafening.
Thunderous and fighting.
Risen from the ashes.
For the glory to the Sacred land
Glory in the light of the gray path that leads to you. Now I see my head that is no more hanging on a rope. Now you own my warrior soul.
Hear tomorrow call, Sacred land. Risen towards to the eternal sky. The black storm is unfold in my mind. On final sail to fate.
Rise now. My spirit my ancestral fire.
Take me, over the mountains across the deep sea.
Purify, purify my soul and my lost mind.
Teach me to fight for freedom and my glory.
I feel like falling asleep in a bed of warm white clouds.
In the silence of my twilight, where one goes and never returns.
Pounding and deafening.
Thunderous and fighting.
Risen from the ashes.
For the glory to the Sacred land
Glory in the light of the gray path that leads to you. Now I see my head that is no more hanging on a rope. Now you own my warrior soul.
Hear tomorrow call, Sacred land. Risen towards to the eternal sky. The black storm is unfold in my mind. On final sail to fate.
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A STAR FOR MY VICTORY
I don't know where I am, the fog is everywhere. I feel dirty and wet, blinded. I have walked a long time in these unknown lands, but now I just want to rest in peace.
My memories are vague, clouded by flowing blood, The mystery of the runes enchants me. They tell me to insist and raise my sword, but now I just want to pray and rest in peace.
I think about the day we broke up. Tears flowed into the valley of souls. Memory returns to me in the dark. Like so many lightnings in the valley of death.
I am a Beast or an animal, a blind man in the dark. I'm just fire or invisible. With the dawn maybe I'll understand.
Beyond the shore I see many dark shadows, perhaps they come to take me.
They dance and spin in the air like crows, but they can't see me in the fog.
The north wind blows fiercely and cold. The sun still fails to rise and I am dying. I see the Valkyries above my head, but I don't want to follow their sweet song.
I would like to scream but I have no breath. I would like to see and fly away. I can't move, my legs are frozen and black. Dawn is near, this is a sad day.
The man arrived at the shore of lake, With shining armor and a great sword.
It comes from far away, from unknown lands. Over the mountains and across the seas.
Surround me with your gold in the hour of dawn. Look at me and save me from the dark.
Dress me with your wisdom and take my soul. I offer you now my will to live.
I feel your breath and see the light, Odin is calling me, I am dying.
Grant me the strength, my body is weak. Rain of stars in the night.
--Give me the eyes of the raven to see better in the dark.
Give me the muscles of your stallion, to reach the stars.
Give me the steel of your sword and your hands of stone.
Give me your blood and that fire that runs in your veins.
These are my only desires. I will not die in the night. He finally saw me through the fog. He comes to me. In my mind.
I see the mountains and I see the clouds. The runes.
I feel my blood running through my old veins. Blood.
I feel the strength is returning to me. My strength
I see that fire that was now gone. I live.
Maybe I'll be a dragon or a wolf or a star. I'm sure I'm not going to die today.
I was lost in these wastelands, I was. The trees and leaves now no longer fall.
Your light awakens me in the shadows. The light. Now toast with me, father of all gods
I ride and I'm proud of my stallion. I ride. Towards the clouds and to fly again.
A thousand years or more have passed and you. You rode the waves of fallen skies.
The Wind has changed and the sails are full. Men and warriors will not fall into the fire. Fire Fire.
Along a cold river, the way is found. On the way there are pale and red fires.
They show me the way, now I won't go wrong. The land is dead and there are no trees.
Every breath it's like a bad stab. Evil presences behind me.
I swing my sword in the air and destroy. While an old red sun now shines up high.
A star for my victory, and the glory of the gods. And the runes will tell of my destiny. Now I just, i want to fly . Now I just, I want to die.
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NON SEI TU
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NON SEI TU
L'ora mi attende sento i sospiri delle onde stanche e affrante. Poi salto giù nel vuoto. Si estende un raggio di sole sulla fronte urtata, cado e non guardo giù.
Poi ho udito il suo canto, sembrava quasi un pianto, la storia non ripete più.
Mi schianto, le rocce poi d’incanto mi guardano, sul viso il mio pallore e non sei tu.
Mi chiese l’anziano dio del mare, un briciolo di sale nascosto non lo trovo più.
Mi volto e mi assale lo sconforto di essere già morto poi chiudo gli occhi e non sei tu.
Canta il suo corvo, scende dal cielo e al suo ritorno umano sembra il suo viso.
E non importa se plana sopra cadaveri nascosti. Audaci ali sorvolano.
Mi guarda, mi attende, sente il mio sibilo morente arcano, quello è il suo sguardo.
Che poi tesse la fiaba di uomo mai solitario e ardente disse il fuoco che non sei tu.
Stanco lui sente i miei lamenti, con occhi indifferenti segue e non mi vede più.
Distanti le anime vaganti attraggono pesanti i miei passi che mi portan giù.
Nel bosco due alberi parlanti accusano le genti del male che ricade.
Il cuore è stanco mi alzo e poi arranco, mi perdo e mi rialzo e mi dice che quello non sei tu.
Venti di morte d’impatto nel fango.
Marciando forti e fieri segnando il sentiero.
Ho visto di spade castelli cadere.
E campi di sangue di un popolo fiero.
Guardami son qua…
Prendimi ora…
Portami e non voltarti senza cadere ancora più su
Dove quelle colline sono lanterne, ma non sei tu?
Che poi l’inverno che mi spaventa mi viene incontro e solo così
Portami dove il vento e dove quel fango mai mi avrà.
Ed ora portami su nel cielo oltre i confini sempre più in su.
Candida come neve come le ali, ma non sei tu?
Che poi risvegli vecchi ricordi dimenticati dentro di me.
Ora portami e non voltarti oltre quel ponte che ora vedrò.
Sono tempi desolati di lacrime pulsanti, se il vento poi mi butta giù.
Astuti cercano di sangue in sangue, poi ciechi erranti si logorano.
Rimango nel mio gemito contorto e storto, armato della mia necessità.
Ho udito oceani dragoni e vele al vento segno della libertà…
Lacrime, limpide, sono qua
Segui il vento che ti porterà
Che ti porterà via da qui.
Varchi nell’aria, lui plana silenzioso in cerca.
Sei tu, incontri, dimensioni assenti.
Fluttua e cremisi il sangue pulsa ora.
Terra, mi porta la sua forza, di fulmini e tempeste, volando ancora e poi più su.
Arcinia poi sotto la sua tana, balzando su nell’aria e cercano di colpire.
Mi scorta ed esplode la sommossa ma ormai sono lontano sulle sue ali scoprirò…
Portami via da qui, verso lui.
Oltre il Ponte Lui mi accoglierà.
Voglio rimanere incantato al tuo fianco
Cercando di capire l’essenza della mortalità.
Di un uomo che vide in sogno soltanto
Disegni di carta che raccontano la verità.
Guardami son qua…
Prendimi ora…
Portami e non voltarti senza cadere ancora più su
Dove quelle colline sono lanterne, ma non sei tu?
Che poi l’inverno che mi spaventa mi viene incontro e solo così
Portami dove il vento e dove quel fango mai mi avrà.
Ed ora portami su nel cielo oltre i confini sempre più in su.
Candida come neve come le ali, ma non sei tu?
Che poi risvegli vecchi ricordi dimenticati dentro di me.
Ora portami e non voltarti oltre quel ponte che ora vedrò
L'ora mi attende sento i sospiri delle onde stanche e affrante. Poi salto giù nel vuoto. Si estende un raggio di sole sulla fronte urtata, mi sveglio e non ci sei più.
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IL LAGO
12:12
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IL LAGO
Sento passi stanchi di neri giganti ed oltre son tanti, vorrei gridarlo anch’io ma non ho fiato in me. E sono solo senza ricordi tra queste sponde a urlare ma solo quei passi sente il mio cuore e mi avvicino a lui.
Poi cerco ancora immagini e buie non sono distanti e sono inquietanti, tra le rovine mi porta ma lui non si avvicina al mio spirito ardente e urlante, grido ma non so se mi senti ed il lago ormai era distante, era distante da te ormai…
Il mio sguardo è attento e ad ogni lamento volgo lo sguardo verso quei passi sempre più stanchi perché io non so chi sei. Che segui il mio sangue e solo il mio ma dove mi porterai, oltre i confini vili e distanti, alzo la spada al cielo e vivrò.
Muovo i miei passi non vorrei fuggire tra le rovine della mia sorte che mi spaventa di tristi ricordi e tu non sei con me. Tra queste sponde umide e ardenti sangue con fuoco avrai. Pagherò cara la mia follia , ma tu il mio corpo per te non avrai.
The lake and the forest, my shadow reflected in the air.
Windows in my closed mind. Enlighten me and give me hope.
Arde il fuoco e vivrò, tra le gelide acque vorrei scoprire tutti i miei sogni che poi mi faran vincere. Come tempesta urlai ed oltre quei monti il mio viso riporterò. Sangue con sangue avrai.
Sento che arde il fuoco e vivrò tra le gelide acque vorrei rivivere tutta la verità e poi per te vincere. Come tempesta urlai ed oltre quei monti il mio viso riporterò. Sangue con sangue e mai tu mi avrai.
Blades cross the lake of ice and divide the bridge of death.
They break the clouds that cloud my mind. In the air and in the sea.
Thunder and lightning. Storms and earthquakes.
Liar traitors. Sacrifice.
The sea of ignorance flows one way through our dull brains.
Maybe my time in this world is running out, my God.
In these days of war, in the middle of the night i see the blood.
Flames and fire. No one saves me.
Alone and lost. In the dark.
I live these last moments of lucidity and then fly.
Yaaaaa ... Spirits of fire are everywhere and they burn my hands.
Yaaaaa I turn around and get up. I chase away the madness and run towards the light.
Enchanting my mind has found the right path after dark. Gray but sent and straight. After green and bright.
Odin watches over me. The souls of sin I have forgotten. The lake finally brought me here.
Maybe it was desperation. My mind had an illumination.
Yeaaaa Raise the glasses high.
Yeaaaa Sound the horn up high.
-Send me a sign on the shores of the lake.
I am here and I look forward to my fate.
The sun is rising and the time has come.
Please hurry before the storm returns.
Il mio corpo non avrai riflesso e senza eroi, sguardi erranti e volti stanchi, lacrima non c’è.
Prigionieri dell’immenso audace male in noi. Sangue intenso ormai si espande la mia libertà.
Cry not my love I’ll return yaaaaa
Oden in the sky up high save me.
Fuoco di lame, scoprirai, vortici di stelle su che brillan solide. Brucia e ritorna dove vuoi, i tuoi passi stanchi non voglio udire piu!
The lake has vanished like fog in the air.
I no longer hear the croaking of Odin's crows.
I no longer hear his voice in my mind.
My skin is sweaty and my blood is hot.
Sento passi stanchi di neri giganti ed oltre son tanti, vorrei gridarlo anch’io ma non ho fiato in me. E sono solo senza ricordi tra queste sponde a urlare ma solo quei passi sente il mio cuore e mi avvicino a lui.
Oltre l’immenso poi guardo ed andrò li dove il mio vento mi porterà. Gelidi e oscuri sono i suoi passi che si avvicinano. Ed ogni notte vengono in tanti dentro i miei sogni ormai, ed apro gli occhi, poi sento il mio cuore e tu d’incanto non ci sei più!
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RISE AND FIGHT, GLORY AND VICTORY
My eyes are bloody and I'm on the ground, my legs are tired and I can't lift myself.
My weak heart beats wildly and fear clouds my mind. I pray to the Gods of heaven to give me the strength to fight again.
My bones are freezing and I don't know where I am, the sky is as red as the blood running down my forehead.
Something is approaching me, black shadows above me. I draw my sword up high and the flame still burns in my fearless heart.
Maybe I'm already dead and I'm in a dark pit. Where the clouds are gray and everywhere. Where no one has ever seen.
After the horizon there is no sad sound. Of the one-eyed old man, I will be the martyr and the gray falling fate.
Languid caresses and sweet words. I have never felt love and have never trusted anyone. But I need you and always just for you. The golden throne of my God, anymore I can no longer see.
While I'm dying I hold my sword. Odin take me home. As I look to the sky I put my head on the ground. Now I feel only the rain falling on my face. I close my eyes and Odin is here.
My eyes are bloody and I'm on the ground, my legs are tired and I can't lift myself.
After the horizon there is no sad sound. Of the one-eyed old man, I will be the martyr and the gray falling fate.
Languid caresses and sweet words. I have never felt love and have never trusted anyone. But I need you and always just for you. The golden throne of my God, anymore I can no longer see.
Rise and fight, glory and victory.
Rise and fight, glory and victory.
Under a winter sky I rise into the glorious day. Odin by my side guides me to my home.
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