Raising sparks of water splashes,
Drakkar rushes to the shore.
‘bout risk and death – not care a straw!
Poltroonery is the worst heartsore.
The dragon on the lifted prow
Lurks in the sanguine veil...
The surf is painted blood-red:
In war-wolves’ ens the war prevails.
Jump from the board to the abyss of waves,
On the edges of swords.
Clang of the steel turned into groan,
And laughter of bearded men.
Blow! Stab! Bucklers crack
Under the charge’s hard pressure!
And the smoke of coal black
Hides the skyline as treasure...
Fearlessly rush in the thick of the fight
Having disdained any danger.
Valkyries’ shadows are on the ground.
On the way to Valhalla you’re rangers!
In a hot hand the sword is firmly gripped.
The very last breath leaves your body.
From your wounds the crimson streams drip,
And heartbeats calms down...
Having tried the gist of hard fight,
Above death, ascend to the skies!
For ever brave and full of might,
Depart to the Halls, rising high!
Disappear as a hero, once for all time,
Remaining in minds and people’s hearts.
As a spangle – with flame, ash and grime,
In the blue sky – in a funeral pyre.
I'm so glad that i discovered this great Band. First contact was the new "Uinuos..." album and from the choir in the beginning until the riffs of the third song i had nothing more to do than knee down in respect for that creative power... simply stunning after a big episode of the blackmetal boredom last years. Just consequent to buy this masterpiece after another moment of glad tears in my eyes hearing the beginning of "Vainovalkeat"! Thanks for healing a part of the north in my heart🤘