Winterfylleth
The Reckoning Dawn
1. Misdeeds of Faith
Forward went they, with weapons drawn
Swiftly under linden-shields,
Fervent were the fierce to battle.
When for their blessed one did serve.
Strong were they with hostile craft,
Men hell-prone, with wounding rage,
With steadfast faith and soulful mind,
Drove through the heathens striking blows.
Then a voice from high was heard,
Wondrously under the skies,
The sound of a prophetic word,
Emboldens they in evil bonds.
That then shall come among the hordes,
Hand-warfare, through spear grips might,
Send forth his spirit and so come hither,
To pave their way in deeds of spite.
Strong were they with hostile craft,
Men hell-prone, with wounding rage,
With steadfast faith and soulful mind,
Drove through the heathens striking blows.
Then a voice from high was heard,
Wondrously under the skies,
The sound of a prophetic word,
Emboldens they in evil bonds.
"Guardian of the world,
Keep my mind firmly fixed,
Father of all,
Bright giver of life,
I pray that thou appoint me not,
Amongst these guilty ones,
And spare my soul
As shall I do thy will"
2. A Hostile Fate (The Wayfarer Pt. 4)
But lo, the exile beseeches,
He who art mournful of voice
The summer's bright warden to sing,
And so the harshness of frost dispel.
Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart,
Eroding of life, a hostile fate,
A spirit as the sea-flood, wide,
A distant, pale sun fades for he.
Fallen is now this spleandour all,
Joys are broken, passed away,
The weaker remain, hold in this world,
Wax old and sere, age comes for him.
Yet sorrows announce, bitter of heart,
Eroding of life, a hostile fate,
A spirit as the sea-flood, wide,
A distant, pale sun fades for he.
Those yearned for he grieves, long of day,
And knows his friends of old, in earth decayed,
The sons of noble ones,
Are to the earth.
The sons of noble ones,
Are to the earth enshrined.
May not his body then, when life erodes,
Pain feel, nor withered hand move,
Nor shall his mind race to the dawn,
But may absolution come.
3. Absolved in Fire
When the burning rises,
High to heaven,
Scorched shall be the many,
By dreadful fire.
When then to all,
Both just and sinful,
Soul with body,
Seek the creator's doom,
There the 'blessed' shall be,
Inside their space of exile,
By their works encircled,
Through their own deeds
As the fire burns,
So, the sun kindles,
And itself with it,
After the flame,
Shall then be proved,
The souls of men,
Their vices burn,
Through fire's bare heat.
A death bed choose,
This weary human course,
Depart abject thence,
Into the grip of dust.
Damned for former deeds
Buried with clay,
Death's embrace,
Encircling they.
As though the phoenix
A life anew
Of light and of comforts
Our souls are redeemed
A life anew
Our souls redeemed
4. The Reckoning Dawn
Then sharply did destiny arrive,
When gilded edge came up to edge,
To wither all of earth's creations,
And sweep its ways now o'er her kin.
There came a dire legion here,
And followed them did dread arise,
Passing phantoms with sharp weapons,
Shilling torment, on the hordes of men.
With a great din, they did wage war,
And yet the foolish did not dread!
Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn,
Through open eyes, dire spirits fled.
Their deadly spears, and weapons drawn,
Through open eyes, dire spirits fled.
The bold in battle thronged with anger
As they raised their banners up high
A sign of might unto the crowds
As warriors charged into the fray,
And still the rain came from above,
A whirlwind as the arrows fly,
A travelling dart few shall escape,
Pressed onwards o'er the water's way,
A whirlwind as the arrows fly.
They with fire inside shall seethe,
To snuff those pale of flame,
Then crashing go, and shall they fall,
As ravens swart descend.
5. A Greatness Undone
How mighty those rays,
That pierce the dew-speckled earth,
Placing within it a seed,
And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth.
Bountiful mother,
Raising a king to the throne,
For among all of her brood,
He shineth there brightly alone.
How joyous the hunter,
Who kept for himself every chase,
Smiting the hand of each thane,
Loosing wolves by his fading grace.
Blessed orator,
Bellowing loudly, the law,
Beaten by wind and by virtue,
As wolven ears fiercely ignore.
How rotten and wretched,
A hunter condemned to his prey...
How rotten and wretched,
A hunter condemned to his prey,
Frothing to gain upon riches,
Tragedy's endless foray.
Treacherous idol,
Bound to a greatness undone,
Damning a mother to darkness,
By recklessly selling the sun.
Damning a mother to darkness,
Recklessly selling the sun.
6. Betwixt Two Crowns
7. Yielding the March Law
There lieth a land by savagery scarred,
Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud
There lieth a land of forest and fell
Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell
There layeth a law 'pon soils untilled,
Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield,
There layeth a law for dread to allay,
Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed.
There breaketh a bond by treachery's hand,
Distant the minds of marble, from land,
There breaketh a bond, for devils await,
Set upon pastures as vermin or flame.
Yielding the March Law,
Never to stand,
Yielding the March Law,
By treachery's hand!
There dieth a land by poison ingest,
Poured from a vessel of marble afresh,
There dieth a land of vigour bereft,
Drained by the yielding of law, we rest.
Yielding the March Law,
Never to stand,
Yielding the March Law,
By treachery's hand!
8. In Darkness Begotten
What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze?
Your wielding's, now our spirits cleave,
Yet keep away from us the visions,
That from the skies hath come to thee.
That we in prison must in sorrow,
Sit and plot the sun's true course,
When then to us the lords of all,
May not the light of life disclose.
Must we be then a world's protector?
To those whose minds are weak, unfree,
Then shall this make us all here worthy?
To those whom the truth has been concealed.
Could now to us a bright sun sendeth,
Shine for those who long ago,
Were vapour covered, swathed in darkness,
Begotten, in unending night.
Yet death's dark shadow still endures.
For we who humbly still abide,
To this narrowed land, truths speaketh,
Which once for men were clear of mind.
In Darkness Begotten
In Darkness
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