The Sword Lyrics
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Album | Lloegyr(2008) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Folk Metal |
Labels | Independent |
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2. The Sword (5:27)
born in a forge with a mother of fire
the hammers sweet song breaks the silent night
a warriors tool is our one desire
as metal takes form in the flickering light
the sword
flames are fed - the bellows raging
heat fills the air - the crucibles glow
red hot is the iron the smith is beating
the air doth ring with the thundering blows
the sword
wail does the steam and boil does the water
again and again as the steel takes shape
a channel for blood - an edge of razor
such glorious work the fire creates
the sword
gone are the flames and cold is the anvil
now our blade lays within the ash
with a face so pale like a sea so tranquil
infused with strength when the shieldwalls clash
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
for with our shields gripped tight
with iron by my side
onwards we march to fight
to bring death we ride
as we strike the enemy line
steel on flesh and bone does grind
swords work and shoulders ache
we fight until our enemies break
with arms soaked in blood
we butcher men in the mud
into every breach we storm
through battered walls we swarm
in amongst the fleeing men
trampling the cleaved faceless dead
our blades do rise and fall
sword song I hear you call
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
our enemies shall bleed once more
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
our enemies shall breathe no more
born in a forge with a mother of fire
the hammers sweet song breaks the silent night
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
our enemies shall bleed once more
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
our enemies shall breathe no more
the hammers sweet song breaks the silent night
a warriors tool is our one desire
as metal takes form in the flickering light
the sword
flames are fed - the bellows raging
heat fills the air - the crucibles glow
red hot is the iron the smith is beating
the air doth ring with the thundering blows
the sword
wail does the steam and boil does the water
again and again as the steel takes shape
a channel for blood - an edge of razor
such glorious work the fire creates
the sword
gone are the flames and cold is the anvil
now our blade lays within the ash
with a face so pale like a sea so tranquil
infused with strength when the shieldwalls clash
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
for with our shields gripped tight
with iron by my side
onwards we march to fight
to bring death we ride
as we strike the enemy line
steel on flesh and bone does grind
swords work and shoulders ache
we fight until our enemies break
with arms soaked in blood
we butcher men in the mud
into every breach we storm
through battered walls we swarm
in amongst the fleeing men
trampling the cleaved faceless dead
our blades do rise and fall
sword song I hear you call
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
our enemies shall bleed once more
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
our enemies shall breathe no more
born in a forge with a mother of fire
the hammers sweet song breaks the silent night
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
so cold, the iron grows
so cold as the wind and snow
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
as the sword arm swings the iron sings
our enemies shall bleed once more
raise your sword up high for victory is nigh
our enemies shall breathe no more
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Lloegyr - Lyrics
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3. So Begins the War Lyrics | 4. Four Warriors Lyrics |
5. Blood and Iron Lyrics | 6. Death in the Maiden's Arms Lyrics |
8. Battle to the End Lyrics | 10. The Fallen Lyrics |