Blood on Ice
Album - 27 maggio 1996 - Debaser id 32468

I have paced these forests for so long I don't know if I am man or I am beast.
I, though, hold deep within me a quest for revenge.
Then I must be a man as much as I can be.

I have learned to speak the tongue of animal
I have learned to read the signs in bark and snow.
I have taken within myself the spirits of my fathers,
long time gone.
In this short time, far from home, a man of Iron I've grown.
A man of Iron I have grown.

This sword of steel that I hold in my hand.
Ore of this mountain.
A sword of this land.
Made for a king when the elders were young.

To guard us and to guide us in an age since long gone.
A sword to protect the peace in troubled times.

A sword made to battle and to take a life.
This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.

Here among mountains and snow.
This sword will be one with me. Body and soul.
All of me will be delivering each blow.
Slung on my back. Oh, its powers I feel.

I can hardly wait to try its steel.
A sword to protect the peace in troubled times.

A sword made to battle and to take a life.
This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.

Here among mountains and snow.
Behold its sharp beauty. Just look at its shine.

This sword was forged in fire and ice.
This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.

Here among mountains and snow. Now I am ready.
To let this old sword sing again.

Tendons and muscles of steel.
And the blaze of lightning in its eyes.
White as the snow on the hills.
And its reins, that I hold, they are mine.

This stallion and sword in exchange
For my heart and both of my eyes.
The ravens of swift wings my sight.
Surely now victory must be mine.

Eight legged stallion of mine.
Run with the speed of the winds.
Eight legged stallion I stride.
Run as if you carried wings.

I paint thee with blood from my veins.
Images of origin long lost.
I adorn your white mane and tail.
With the stars that fell from the sky.

"Resting by my fire. Looking deep into its flames.
My mind must have been somewhere else.
Far beyond these plains.
I am suddenly aware of a pair
of eyes staring at me.
I turn around and behold the most
ugly thing I have seen.

The woman standing in the glade
like a shadow in the night
Points her wretched finger at me
with a wretched smile.
And she asks me in a voice
that sounds as if it's been so long
since she spoke, if I seek magic,
then I should come along.

I'm but a man. Mortal a man.
But she leaves no footprints in the snow.
Still I follow on to where she is going.
For she has promised me magic if I follow on.

She takes me to a part of these woods
few have ever seen.
Where the sun surely won't reach,
still the ground ominously gleams.
She says she's seen me coming
and that she knows where I'll go.
But befor I leave, she says
there is this one thing I should know.

She offers me the ability
to take a fatal wound.
Every cut by sword or spear will be
absorbed by her tree-womb.
This magic will remain until it's
time for me to part with this mortal world.
And all she'll claim is my young heart.
I'm but a man. Mortal a man.
And I'll need all the help I can get.
So I give my heart to the woman of the dark.
With or without it... my life is not over yet."

Wing of bat and lizzards eye.
Dust of a star fallen from the sky.
Tears of a virgin and the cum of a god.
Thirteen drops of an infants blood.
A twist of a cat�s spit and oil of the moon
Stir for a while a very soon.
A salve to be applied upon the chest
close to where the heart beats strong.

"No pains will occur when her hand is pushed into my flesh.
She'll slowly draw my living heart out of my open chest.
She'll place my heart on the pit of the snake and behold the years go by.
Hers to keep from the moment when the time has come for me to die."

Steadily on jagged wings.
Feathers black against the burning sky.
Spread your wings and ride the wind.
Gaze down on me with blackest eyes.

Fly my Ravens, fly ahead.
Over the mountains and endless sky.
Fly my Ravens, over my head.
Let the wind carry you up high.

Fly my Ravens, it's time to fly.
And for me maybe to die.