Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King of the Elves, artist - Elvenking. Album song The Pagan Manifesto, in the genre Фолк-метал
Date of issue: 08.05.2014
Record label: AFM, Soulfood Music Distribution
Song language: English
King of the Elves |
Listen o ye my old friend |
Hear my songs echoing out through the archways of the elms |
On the leaves my bare feet tread |
I leave a trace of my existence with my bitterness and aims |
Surrounded by a cloak of haze |
Lacerating and trying to wound my weary flesh and firm belief |
Step by step in this dark maze |
I try to find a sign that leads me far away from the relief |
All the miles to cover |
A little closer to the gale |
I face this storm crying out my wail |
Through perilous, insidious ways |
I walk uneasy steps… I’m led by grief |
The soil I tread is crumbling |
Like shifting sands is eating me away |
It’s taking me under, no air to breathe, no blood to bleed |
Wake the fury, the cry for mercy |
Feel the winter’s fire |
Back to old days where I can recall |
My candid unready desires |
Abortion, contention, turned to new life and redemption |
Carried away by all that’s said and done, I’m a teardrop away |
From salvation — from my own liberation |
Now the time has come, and my path undone |
All the boundaries’ve been broken, chains are dead and gone |
Now the time has come, and I am the one |
A reign of renewal, carved in my roots |
The king of the elves… is back! |
One night I heard the owls say: |
«Find the truth beneath the stars and travel back to heaths of green» |
A memory from long ago |
Vague images are floating like a branch I need to cling to |
I have been under siege |
But overwhelmed my enemies |
I’m still alive, prevail the realm |
Standing by the oak tree, crooked bones all over me |
Knock, knock, hear the clock |
The spiders now are stitching up |
Standing by the ghost tree, lumpy, knotty old tree |
Tic, toc, tic, toc |
All my time is running out |
I yearn for my release, disheartened bars contrived with hurt |
A weave of broken dreams is caging me yet I will run away |
(Tear it up, tear it up, tear it up) |
The light of a new day is born |
Caressing with its morning breeze |
Crimson winds are gone with dawn |
With every memory to seize |
Stand and hail the sovereign |
Dethroned, banished in slavery |
Acclaim and revere the new King |
Crowned with just own reverie |
Our dream and fantasy |
Dreaming away |
Find another way to live and |
Find another dawn and another place |
Dreaming away |
Try to be strong within and |
Find another path and another road |
Dreaming away |
Give relief to the scars of yesterday |
Washing away |
All the blames you have already paid for… |
Now the time has come, and I sing my song |
…Of a small boy chasing daydreams, reaching high above |
Now the time has come, and I am the one |
The passionate heartbeat and my soul ablaze |
I have been crowned… |
Abduction, subversion, deep inside, a wild commotion |
No more at war with all that’s said and done, I have finally |
Conquered salvation — and my own liberation |
Now the time has come, and my path undone… |
With tears in my eyes, I now follow my heritage |
I have been crowned the new Elvenking |