Island and the Sea

Like the sea that battles with the soaring cliffs

A sentinel to those that once have fallen here

As the river filled with frost and autumn glow

Bring my spirit to this island fight me no more

With the mist I'll travel and the sun will die

Form the bridge of forest so that I might fly

Take my legions far across the fedland throne

Let me rest in where my gift of sorrow comes

The sun is slowly overwhelming the sorrow

That came with the moon and there cries

No longer can be heard or taken away

By the wind that roams now this island

And the sorrowful shores

I scent the presence of the dying day

Rivers that call my name

I drink of the water

Gone, forgoten and dead

Now the new day dawns here

Our sun is gone thousands years ago

Those glorious shores are awaiting still asleep

I am afraid of such oblivion

I`m torchured by these wisions

and the winter of war

my spirit will remain lost

for i will allways feel this place sorrow

O great sea that never end and always returns

Make them rest and make their Pride and customs never forgotten

Keep hold of their swords preserve the times long gone

Keep their spirits away from the snow and the forest away from the eternity in winter and hunger

Embrace them and caress them when raging on this shores

Crown them as the graves of the oceans