Moonsorrow 1065 Time Lyrics

1065 Time Lyrics


Once upon a time here on the plains of Pohjola
there dwelled a heathen
people almost forgotten by now.
Known as northmen, they furiously defended
their kin,
thus being those who the baptised never recognized.

They
conquered and plundered, they held to their honour,
victoriously they
advanced with no plans of retreat.
But even one more evil did think of the
same;
on the island they encountered an enemy once known.

They never
stood back at a threat
but grabbed their axes granted by gods.
Yet grown
in strength, their foes had decided
once and for all to crush them to the
ground.

There was a page to turn in the legends
of the battles
against all plague.
For it's in vain to accomplish honour
if failing to
experience death.

...in white their blood now frozen.

In the deep
of the waves lies now their reign -
flame once so proud now dead, yet their
shame
shall the vanquisher forever bear:
no sunken honour may rise for
them.

Behold the throne for there now sits the king of wrongful
deeds,
the shepherd of such hungry beasts, not less a beast himself.
But
people submitted to them shall never disappear;
in the past long gone we can
not forsake what in our hearts dwell.

And time, it has ended.