Tale of Twins Lyrics

Soft sing the wind, Voice if the shore
Murmuring tides, Chorus of the north
Land of our birth, God-seed
Ship striking waves, Sails cleave the sky
Foreboding banner, Fate comes to life
Mail-clad hordes spell "doom" for the land we one knew

From rockiest shores, on shining seas astride
Vengeful the swords, from guarded havens wide
Battle-mists, painting the fields red
For seer and kin, unjustly wed

Cold forest fettered, Exiled kin
Wild the huntress, Death lies within
Nine to the wolves in vain, Yet a hero remains

Bitter love, under stone
Bred from vengeance, son of son
Caverns dark, fearless ford
Wield the blade that Odin made, under the stars

Dreadful the deeds, Of wolfskin encloaked
Flames of revenge, By fathers are stoked
Ember of rage hath, wrought, the death of an age

(solo: Kroecher/Blackwell)