Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heralder, artist - Falkenbach.
Date of issue: 24.11.2005
Song language: English
Heralder |
From beyond a twilight horizon where mountains were covered with snow |
Once a man on a horse came the way |
On an early autumnal morning, when dew lay chill on the ground |
And the sun’s first rays heralded the day |
To rest at last after riding for more than three days and nights |
Through the woods and across the shallow landscapes |
To finally reach the village the rumours where talking about |
And where the heathen king lived for many years |
His golden armour was shining by the light of awakening sun |
And in his hand he held a bronzen shield |
On which the runes all were written by a blacksmith of wisdom great |
To guide him on his way so long |
He had come to bring the message the king has given to him |
To be conveyed into all heathen countries |
And he told about their brethern, overtaken by christian men |
Now punished by the cross and christian laws |
So the man dismounted and his horse was taken by it’s bridle to be brought into |
the stabling |
Meanwhile he was lead to the hall where the king sat on his greatseat |
Forthwith he told him the reasons for his coming |
And withing a few minutes all people were gathered by the king’s mighty voice |
So he rose on his feet and began to speak about the greatest heathen host ever |
see |
Passing towards their brethern land… |
After three days and nights of riding the frontier they finally reached |
With their hearths wholly determined |
And encountered the christian church in their once sacred woods |
As the chaplain just chimed the bell |
At once they put the spurs in their horses |
Hearths were filled with rage and hate |
And in their hands they held the torches |
When Odhinn was amongst and Tyr was leading their hearts |
Into a world of anciest mysteries… |
The night the longswords where grinded |
And the shields were forged in blood |
By the hands of most dextrous blacksmiths |
And sacrifices were given to the Goddesses and the Gods |
In the woods by the mighty tree |
Known in heathen kingdoms as the mighty Irminsul |
That was built as an immense landmark |
Of heathen pride and honour |
And a symbol of what shall be… |