Hoof and HornHeathen Ground In this world a single eye is watching, ravens carry news to chief of gods.Thunder cracks the sky above the mountains, you just need to close your eyes to feel the hammer fall now. Golden fields spread out beyond the woodland, long dead kings are buried under mound.Path to well of wisdom lies before you, keep your senses sharp and hide your weapons under your cloak.Runes carves in tree and stone, you walk on heathen ground. Along forgotten roads, you walk on heathen ground.Smoke is dancing on the lake this evening, and the wolves they hide among the trees. Shades of red are forming in the skyline,lift your head, soon you will see the signal fires burn high.By the campfire eyes glow with the embers, sleepless dreams of warriors at sea.Soon enough the frost will take its hold here, comes the icy wind from north or comes it from within you. Through woods and open plains, you walk on heathen ground.The longing grips you now, you walk on heathen ground. Sud
The graveI see seasons come and go on their own. I have seen you here before all alone. If I say that Im a friend its a lie. When you meet me next time, then dont ask why. Moonlight makes me someone else every time. Cant explain the sense of loss when churchbells chime. Some ships never reach the shore, I am told. They just sail the void for stars to behold. Those arriving in my arms, lost the glow. Right or wrong means nothing here, you should know. Time stands still when winter comes, crystal sky. And I claim the right to hope that memories die. Countless secrets in the ground, lost and gone. Dont you see, my child, here we are as one.
World of painThis is a new beginning, some say the Golden Dawn. Time for the axe of justice to weed out mankinds spawn. The guilty beg for mercy, but mercys nowhere to be found. Then there will come a world of pain. Theres no reward in heaven, no man is born again. Theres only one rule standing: The Devil hunts the men. The guilty beg for mercy, but mercys nowhere to be found. Then there will come a world of pain. Youd better pray this evening, youd better show remorse. Soon you will see him coming, the rider on his horse. The guilty beg for mercy, but mercys nowhere to be found. Then there will come a world of pain.
Walk the other wayStop playing children, you're in his sight. Don't make a soundwhen he's around. You'd like to know him, the next doorgrey old man. Remember what your mother say: Walk theotherway. Your father hate him and your mother talk. Theireyes are fearful like his past. His hate is endless and his touchis cold. Remember what your mother say: Walk the oherway.
The war is OverThe war is over now, now you can rest. Rest in your peaceful grave,and I can move along again.Now all he pain is gone, gone far from here. Here there's justendless sleep, and you can now dream on again.The leaves are falling now, now you can fly. Fly where noeye can see, and I can cry my tears again. No god iswatching you, you are alone. Alone and draped in death,and we will never meet again. The war is overnow, now you can rest. Rest in your peaceful grave,and I can move along again.
It's all about findingThey tell that i shouldgo find Jesus.Open up confess and love all my sins.But i don't even know that sorry bastard,So why should i say anything to him.They pray for that poor unbeliver,hope he will wake up and see the light.Soon no one will here him cry.