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Sworn To The EldersAs a leaf carried by the winds, in cold autumn duskAs the oak broken by fury of the storm My roots will remain on these lands, where I was born And in death, these leaves will cover my grave As a path blinding my sight of azure and snow As a light guiding my way towards the stars Stand on the shores in the heat of flames To honour your brave and his memory Swear to this man to cherish his land and his legacy Sworn to the elders As the breeze blowing my soul in icy kingdoms As a crow diving into the underworld Stand on the shores in the heat of flames To honour your brave and his memory Swear to this man to cherish his land and his legacy Sworn to the elders Sword on side, shield on chest, my soul will drift away Above the frozen lake Choirs resound from the shores, blessing my departure Towards infinite pits My body burns in fires, released in heathen rites Onwards to the nine worlds in the glare of the pyre Raise your spears to the sky in an iron arch Honour your ancestors Bards sing my glory in funeral chants Forefather of the tribe My body burns in fires, released in heathen rites Onwards to the nine worlds in the glare of the pyre Into these lands of sorrow where the claws of time freeze my soul Gathered with ancients the spirit of our clan is to be preserved I feel eternity creeping into my whole being disembodied The fear of the unknown as I vanish into the fog Blessed be the memory of those who were the fathers of our culture These glorious ancestors will guide our march to celestial realms Into these lands of sorrow where the claws of time freeze my soul Despite the solitude and cold I feel the ardour of my sons For my blood and memory in their veins will forever flow And when the time will come for them I will be there to wait them all |