Sentenced
					The Trooper

DESERT BY NIGHT
(music: Tenkula & SENTENCED, words: Jarva)
Yes, I am here…
Here at the landscape of my dreams
And what´s this perfection?
I feel immortality next to me

I have lived my life in your arms, mother
now I´m back to show my gratitude
Take my life, I know that I´m worth of you
And I´ll live again and I will live… through the Elk!

Now speak, Serpent, with my tongue
-tell them what you think
-infiltrate the venom in their veins
Brother Wolf, take my mind, use my hands for thee
and lead the way to Hall-up-high
- take their lives

Take back what is yours!
I´ve set this sacrifice

(…and now we dance
here in this circle of flames
We praise Your Might
We praise Your power to live…yeah)

Fresh as the North Wind…
You blow right to my heart
Warm as the South Breeze
my blood now covers the sand (and on we die!)

We have lived our lives in your arms, mother
Now we´re back show our gratitude
Take our lives, if you think we´re worth of you
and we will live again among the sheep…
as the Wolves!

Now speak, Hedgehog, with my tongue
-tell them what you want
and take revenge for a million lives

Sister Swan, spread thy wings, your enemies are mine
and let live those who are worth of you
-taste our minds
-taste our minds
-taste our minds
-taste our minds 
 


AWAITING THE WINTER FROST
(music: Tenkula & SENTENCED lyrics: Lopakka) 

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the dark lands of Pohjola
Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor seen for centuries... 

We were brought together by oaths we had once sworn - by blood...
...once together drawn... 

We had gathered all our forces
Called together all the heroes
Equipped a hundred swordsmen
And a thousand men with crossbows 

Strengthened by hate and the thirst for the enemies' blood
We lay in wait for the season of no light
We had seen the frozen mist - we weren't afraid to die
And the oaths we had sworn gave a reason to live on 

A Calm before the Storm
(We were) Awaiting the Winter Frost 

...And then a storm arose in fury
The sky was shattered by lightning... 

Awaiting the Winter Frost
As the sky blackened and the stars turned red
The frost greeted us with a cold northern breeze
Off with their heads! Off with their fuckin' heads!!!
Oh, the time had come...
To slaughter the hordes of cowardice
And cleanse the North from lies 

We had gathered all our forces
Called together all the heroes
Equipped a hundred swordsmen
And a thousand men with crossbows 

We raised our swords
Grasped the irons
Lifted our bows
And chose the arrows 

The false ones' hordes were put to the sword
The strong and the weak, one by one...
Their race was slaughtered to the very last man
Our bloodfend was done as their bodies reddened the land 

Awaiting the Winter Frost
The reign of the dark and the cold
The spell of pure hate 

Awaiting the Winter Frost 

And the heathen peace was found