Wyrd

Summer bleeds its last shades of green To the darkened pool of dead emotions Pond of decayed dreams and withered love Why should I carry on, when all hope is gone? Come the autumn, come the rain Wash away all the bitterness and hate Fall - Come the a

Life fades away like the days Autumnal rains sweep the plains Once at one's journey's end So short seem our days The eternal arrow of life Points to one direction only No matter how you try The wheel keeps on turning Flames of life, flames of death A

The doors are locked And curtains drawn But there is nowhere to hide From the demons that dwell inside Always fear the nightfall Yet the dawn never brings solace I throw another log into the fire But can't seem to keep the cold outside Where ever my

Cold autumn rain beats down on my bloodstained face. In the clouded, misty morning sky I see ravens circle my blade now sheated tasted blood just hours before. On the killing fields of honour pride is measured in war On the frozen fields of horror we

From the depths of the gray Marching and singing they came A noble ancient folk Relic from the days of olde These hearts burns with hate These eyes cry from shame From anger, from pain Caused by your sickening ways Long forgotten by mortals Yet forev

Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Enter the Tjorvigard, Holy circle of bones Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Pierce the reindeer's heart, spill the offerings life blood Maijde Aijekik letti, maid verro? Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Blood stains the wooden