
Date of issue: 18.09.2008
Song language: English
The Eye of Oden |
Up there on the mountain, above all fire, |
the fields down there and the ravine below |
Where the elements feast in reckless desire |
A raven is seated |
Where the sun cannot reach, |
only teriffic storms prevail |
In a thunderin’havoc they ruthlessly roar |
My heart it beats the pulse of ancient times |
The countless rythem, the rattling stones |
My weapon cleanse the filth of all bones |
Tender are the havens |
wich remain on the open plains |
The shadow crawls |
upon the resort of the remnaints |
Even toward the hills lie shattered shields |
The winter it hunts all their hearts in fear |
And the river drifts with the resolution of thunder |
Infernal are the storms in wich our shelter stand |
Their strongest grip of fear, and our shelter tear |
Up there on the mountain, above all fire, |
the fields down there and the ravine below |
He beholds a kingdom of grace, savage yet fair |
Song tags: #The Eye Of Odin