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Down the White Waters
05:26
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Down the white waters
bow and sail point southward
down the white waters
fame and gold we strive for
Down the white waters
home and hearth bid farewell
down the white waters
set out to sea once more
Down the white waters
wind and rain we weather
down the white waters
cross the open ocean
Down the white waters
see the dark clouds gather
down the white waters
ask the gods for guidance
Down the white waters
master gales and rapids
down the white waters
steady we sail onwards
Down the white waters
foes attack at sunrise
down the white waters
streams of blood are flowing
From a river of a foreign land
screams of battle, pain and agony
In the fight where we meet our fate
from the flames – we rise
Down the white waters
set ablaze the pyre
down the white waters
flames rise to the heavens
Down the white waters
runes will tell his legend
down the white waters
carved to last forever
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Flames on the Horizon
05:32
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From deep below us
the ocean’s roaring
the tides – snaring
strong gales are blowing
yet homeward we’re going
See sparks rise to the sky
their light illuminates the night
a beacon ‘cross the waves
let flames rise to the sky
Far shores have yielded
gold hoards abundant
sword-fame – fortune
of our spear-deeds
skalds shall weave their tales
See sparks rise to the sky
their light illuminates the night
a beacon ‘cross the waves
let flames rise to the sky
A journey’s ended
with winter nearing
we’ll sail – come spring
homebound in autumn
we’ll see – flames on the horizon
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Ash to Ash
04:50
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From far above
the horn does sound
the end is nigh,
the blazing east
the ancient tree consumed
by fire, sword and axe
in times of wrath
Fare-well to light
the gods’ demise
on the ship of nails
destruction sails from a sky aflame
The howling hound
his fetters bites
eagle-scream
poison-breath
falling stars
drowning land
when Midgard falls
Fate I know
yet cannot change
when brave ones fall
into Hel’s caress
the deadly worm
devours the son
crushing thunder
Yet from the deep
shall rise again
a southern sun
flesh turned soil
where life and kin
from morning dew
shall thrive once again
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Sea of Stones
05:11
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Down from the edge of the vale
their views cast over his land
a noble man laid to rest
his winter years come to end
Lay down his heart and bones
and raise a mound above the ground
seal the eternal gate
in a sea of stones he will prevail
As kin and name slowly fall
into oblivion’s embrace
rain, wind and hail take their toll
his rock-made hall weathers all
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Springar
01:57
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From the sky, they did soar,
in swan-shirts clad, fates to weave
out to the lake, three sons came
to take them home, wives to be
Summers went, winters came,
for Wayland’s wife, filled with grief,
one fine day, she took flight,
the royal son left in woe
To mourn, bereft of kin and of joy,
yet anvil and steel remain
magic craft, divine flames
At his forge, Wayland stood,
crafting gold - destiny
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When twilight cloaks the world
clad for battle they approach
in stealth they lurk and wait
to gain the master’s golden hoard
The craftsman comes home from the hunt
and lays down his sword and head
from the shadows they arise
and to the king’s hall the captured take
In chains by iron bound - never
to see my kin and home - ever
your chains won’t stand my wit - never
my curse and cunning shall see me free
The wooden hall, the warriors’ home,
majestically commands the hills,
sign of wealth and fortitude.
The hall’s alight with flickering fire
the king and queen on oaken thrones
the captured smith is made to kneel
to swear his servitude.
Now I will forge - wealth of gold
precious curse – your greed
In chains by iron bound - never
to see my kin and home - ever
your chains won’t stand my wit - never
my curse and cunning shall see me free
Far away from the vale of wolves
hamstrung the master dwells
bound to a forge day and night
his only task the king’s delight
But in his long and weary days
he devises a cunning plan
the heirs to the royal lands
the king’s downfall shall provide.
In chains by iron bound - never
to see my kin and home - ever
your chains won’t stand my wit - never
my curse and cunning shall see me free
Now I will forge - wealth of gold
precious curse – your greed
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Mourning, grieving, torn apart
the wailing screams break through the dark
An island off shore
a furnace alight with flames
is where I will live
my days in grief and woe
But hark! Here they come
the keys to revenge and flight
their lives in my hands
the king’s demise and fall
Mourning, grieving, torn apart
the wailing screams break through the dark
The gems I received
the necklace my daughter wears
her womb bears the heir
the spawn of Wayland’s wrath
A chest full of gold
of gem stones and jewellery
come back in the morn’
and you’ll receive your share
They did as I bade
their heads lost the royal sons
their skulls in silver clad
a glorious gift of greed
Mourning, grieving, torn apart
the wailing screams break through the dark
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Soaring high above woods and sea
rays of sunset fill the air
magic wings take him to the sky
homeward bound lies his heart
I have suffered lust and greed,
bound and maimed, like a slave
royal heads make royal cups
the princess I bless with child
In these ancient chambers of stone
sounds of anvil and hammer still ring
where the fires long since cold
still spark legends for ages to come
Elven-lord he’s called, master smith
tamer of sacred flames
from his smithy magic springs
swords of heroes – high renown
Dragon-slayer, Sigurd’s sword
armour for the Geat-king
skalds will tell heroes’ tales
forged by song and steel
In these ancient chambers of stone
sounds of anvil and hammer still ring
where the fires long since cold
still spark legends for ages to come
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10. |
Outro
01:17
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Ash of Ashes Nachrodt Wiblingwerde, Germany
Ash of Ashes is the follow-up project of the german band HEL.
Get CDs and LPs in the band's store at tontraeger.kalthallen.de
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