| Song | The Heathenish Foray |
| Artist | Falkenbach |
| Album | Magni blandinn ok megintiri |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Falkenbach | |
| ...In ancient times once rode across the land | |
| a man unknown on a horse of untold grand, | |
| adorned his cape by thirty runes of gold | |
| of whom the tales since ages unknown told... | |
| ...The man arrived at the shore of sea | |
| and gazed onto the nightly sky, | |
| his ears could hear and his eyes could see | |
| two ravens dark as night passing by... | |
| ...In a distance far the thunder sounds | |
| and lightnings reached the frozen grounds, | |
| his breath ran fast, his heart pounded strong | |
| as the day now came, awaited oh so long... | |
| ...Tears will fall and blood will soon be shed | |
| when the dawn heralds the twilight of the day... | |
| Then into battle they will ride with their swords in hand | |
| for a heathenish foray... | |
| ...Countless miles he rode through ice and knee-deep snow | |
| over mountains 'till the landscape changed its face | |
| so he at last arrived where winds blew strong and chill | |
| like a welcome to all those who trod this place... | |
| ...He in cape was wrapped, and with his hammer 'round his neck | |
| he forced his way though he didn't saw the path, | |
| but he did not rest, 'till he had crossed this land of chill | |
| and the storm had calmed, when he stood alone on hill... | |
| ...His eyes could see the forest shining bright | |
| and its trees reflected solens golden light, | |
| the sound of horns then reached his ears | |
| to welcome him and take away his fears... | |
| ...from all their lands the kings, they came | |
| with their retinue of countless men, | |
| and the maiden in full armour sat on their horses, | |
| winged, until the right began... | |
| So he rested a while and recovered from his ride, | |
| the horizon gleamed by the mighty northers light, | |
| and the elder ones sang tales about the past, | |
| of their ancestors pride, that will forever last... | |
| ...As the darkness fell and gone was solens light | |
| the silence ruled amongst the men of heathenpride, | |
| who now gathered in a mighty battle-line | |
| and awaited their Gods to give the final sign... |
| zuo qu : Falkenbach | |
| ... In ancient times once rode across the land | |
| a man unknown on a horse of untold grand, | |
| adorned his cape by thirty runes of gold | |
| of whom the tales since ages unknown told... | |
| ... The man arrived at the shore of sea | |
| and gazed onto the nightly sky, | |
| his ears could hear and his eyes could see | |
| two ravens dark as night passing by... | |
| ... In a distance far the thunder sounds | |
| and lightnings reached the frozen grounds, | |
| his breath ran fast, his heart pounded strong | |
| as the day now came, awaited oh so long... | |
| ... Tears will fall and blood will soon be shed | |
| when the dawn heralds the twilight of the day... | |
| Then into battle they will ride with their swords in hand | |
| for a heathenish foray... | |
| ... Countless miles he rode through ice and kneedeep snow | |
| over mountains ' till the landscape changed its face | |
| so he at last arrived where winds blew strong and chill | |
| like a welcome to all those who trod this place... | |
| ... He in cape was wrapped, and with his hammer ' round his neck | |
| he forced his way though he didn' t saw the path, | |
| but he did not rest, ' till he had crossed this land of chill | |
| and the storm had calmed, when he stood alone on hill... | |
| ... His eyes could see the forest shining bright | |
| and its trees reflected solens golden light, | |
| the sound of horns then reached his ears | |
| to welcome him and take away his fears... | |
| ... from all their lands the kings, they came | |
| with their retinue of countless men, | |
| and the maiden in full armour sat on their horses, | |
| winged, until the right began... | |
| So he rested a while and recovered from his ride, | |
| the horizon gleamed by the mighty northers light, | |
| and the elder ones sang tales about the past, | |
| of their ancestors pride, that will forever last... | |
| ... As the darkness fell and gone was solens light | |
| the silence ruled amongst the men of heathenpride, | |
| who now gathered in a mighty battleline | |
| and awaited their Gods to give the final sign... |
| zuò qǔ : Falkenbach | |
| ... In ancient times once rode across the land | |
| a man unknown on a horse of untold grand, | |
| adorned his cape by thirty runes of gold | |
| of whom the tales since ages unknown told... | |
| ... The man arrived at the shore of sea | |
| and gazed onto the nightly sky, | |
| his ears could hear and his eyes could see | |
| two ravens dark as night passing by... | |
| ... In a distance far the thunder sounds | |
| and lightnings reached the frozen grounds, | |
| his breath ran fast, his heart pounded strong | |
| as the day now came, awaited oh so long... | |
| ... Tears will fall and blood will soon be shed | |
| when the dawn heralds the twilight of the day... | |
| Then into battle they will ride with their swords in hand | |
| for a heathenish foray... | |
| ... Countless miles he rode through ice and kneedeep snow | |
| over mountains ' till the landscape changed its face | |
| so he at last arrived where winds blew strong and chill | |
| like a welcome to all those who trod this place... | |
| ... He in cape was wrapped, and with his hammer ' round his neck | |
| he forced his way though he didn' t saw the path, | |
| but he did not rest, ' till he had crossed this land of chill | |
| and the storm had calmed, when he stood alone on hill... | |
| ... His eyes could see the forest shining bright | |
| and its trees reflected solens golden light, | |
| the sound of horns then reached his ears | |
| to welcome him and take away his fears... | |
| ... from all their lands the kings, they came | |
| with their retinue of countless men, | |
| and the maiden in full armour sat on their horses, | |
| winged, until the right began... | |
| So he rested a while and recovered from his ride, | |
| the horizon gleamed by the mighty northers light, | |
| and the elder ones sang tales about the past, | |
| of their ancestors pride, that will forever last... | |
| ... As the darkness fell and gone was solens light | |
| the silence ruled amongst the men of heathenpride, | |
| who now gathered in a mighty battleline | |
| and awaited their Gods to give the final sign... |