Glory To The Sacred Land (singolo)

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From GLORY TO THE SACRED LAND album 2023

Produced by Earth and Sky productions

Music and lyric by Drakhen for Bloodshed Walhalla

Played by Drakhen for Bloodshed Walhalla

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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.