[ti:Sword In Hand]
[ar:Folkodia]
[al:Forgotten Lore]
[offset:-100]
[00:48.60]Beneath the endless azure of the sky
[00:54.59]I’ll ride a horse as black as the night
[01:00.65]With sword in hand raised aloft
[01:07.07]To catch the pure white light
[01:12.62]So that by blade is blessed
[01:15.09]With the Rune of Morning Glory
[01:18.62]And the chill of the wind
[01:20.38]Is caught twixt the coal-black curls
[01:24.73]Of my helmet’s mane
[01:26.25]That billows in my wake
[01:30.63]Like a banner of death unfurled –
[01:33.25]A distant warning for my enemies to see
[03:15.73]As I come riding down the hill,
[03:21.55]Past the dolmens and the stones,
[03:27.64]Through the trees that haunt
[03:34.37]With sword in hand
[03:39.60]a glimmer in the light
[03:41.21]For which I bled, was hunted down,
[03:45.61]With sword in hand I’ll defend
[03:48.25]Stand my ground and die glad of heart
[03:54.03]For a swordsman knows no death
[03:57.76]Only victory or Valhalla in the end…