Ambehr : Sword's Song

Folk Metal / Russie
(2006 - Taiga Sounds)
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1. RAVEN

One eve I really was too drunk to find the way home myself,
And every little thing around was getting on my nerves.
I was gonna spend the night like a homeless dog, outside.
I found a bush and was about to lay me down under it
When all at once I saw a raven slowly falling to sit
On the bush I chose for me. I cawed at him spitefully.

Then I remembered, once I heard the ravens live very long
But when I wanted to ask him about it I felt my tongue
Tied as if I were dumb, I saw him flying up.
He lightly pecked my head and told me to lay down on the ground
To be all ears, to listen to him, not to let out a sound.
He might hear all my thoughts, he led me by the nose.

He said the sky is the best place to observe the earth,
And asked if I’d like to have a pair of wings.
I said: “I’d love to, but still I’ve not made my choice
To fly in light sky or in dark’n’cloudy night”.

Then I found myself in all unknown place,
And there I met a man with a very very familiar face
I saw before he died, on the other Side.
Well, I surely understood what was the place I got,
I felt cold horror slowly chaining my throat.
The Raven showed the hell, he brought it on his tail.

He said the sky is the best place…

Well, I was lying under the bush when I awoke in the morning,
I tried to understand the meaning of my curious dream.
No doubt, the hero of my dream was one of those charming demons
Who can convince you of their truth.

Whether or no, I saw a show
That gave a fillip to my brown study.
I don’t wanna decide which of two sides
Will be chosen as destination when I die.


2. GONE AWAY

There lived a guy, he had a horse
And he used to call himself a knight
Sharpening his sword all day long
Sweeping armory at night.

He always craved after fights
In the name of justice and the good
He was too tired of the lies
And he found this world too rude.

There is no place for justice,
She isn’t this world’s mistress
Never ask for favor
You’d better be dumb forever.
Good and hope no longer
Live here since Lie became stronger.
Hey, Knight, have you got a will
To fight with an army of wind mills?

Knight, look these are useless fights.
Look your horse is so tired,
Leave ungrateful world behind,
There’s no need of a knight!

No need of Knights!
There’s no need of a knight!

He’s gone away and the only thing
He took with him, was his dignity.
So far beyond where the shadows reign
He blended with the infinity.

There is no place for justice…

Knight, look these are useless fights.
Look your horse is so tired,
Leave ungrateful world behind,
No need of knights!


3. SWORD'S SONG

I am a sword, I had my way,
I’d never stopped a mortal’s breath.
But once my blade was washed in blood,
I got to know the taste of death.
It was so sweet, and I became
A thirsty stranger in the night.
And haven cried about me
It lost its ancient shining child.

For all the world you are a vampire,
For me you’re a sword, my faithful sword

My mistress says that sometimes I burn her hand
And inspire her with some dark thoughts she can’t stand.
She often says that fear doesn’t let her breath
Making suffer of suffocation.
But I’m sure she wouldn’t like to part of
So trusty steel despite she is afraid of me.

There is a little needle of alarm
Deep in my heart nested.
Any attention makes it overturn
Giving troubles, causing sharp pain, I know,
I ought to take it out and throw away
I really don’t know what way
If I were braver I wouldn’t be a slave
Of the sharp brittle needle in my heart.

I could call myself a benefactor
Cleaning the world of vermin and evil spirits,
But the truth is that I am a spectre
In dark looking for spring of blood.

Time after time I see so beautiful dreams
Reminding of my unclouded past.
Since then the bodies having given me their blood
Have already turned into dust.
Being a virgin steel I had a stronger will,
Now I can’t do without sweet and warm blood.
All my shining brothers tremble when I am around
Bowing to me despite they are afraid of me.

For all of them you are a king,
For me you’re a sword, faithful sword.
There is a little needle…

I could call myself a benefactor…


4. JANIMAN

Haniman Janiman, if I had my own house
Haniman Janiman, with a dog, a cat, a mouse,
Haniman Janiman, I’d plant two my favorite trees
Haniman Janiman, I’d water them being on my knees.

Haniman Janiman, my dog with the cat and the mouse
Haniman Janiman, would drive away cheeky crows
Haniman Janiman, trying to peck all my fruitage
Haniman Janiman, and I’d defend with a hammer sledge.

Haniman Janiman, as long as I’m not a war horse
Haniman Janiman, foozle hammerings would cause sores
Haniman Janiman, to one of my trees, by subject
Haniman Janiman, the end of this story is tragic.


5. BEAST INSIDE

Lend an ear to your core
You will hear a devilish roar
Of an essence that’s dying to be free,
You are afraid to let it out
It’s full of burning hate.

When you see the beast near your bed in the night
Look into his dark eyes,
You’ll see a black abyss luring into its depth,
There is no return after making the first step.

There is an enemy of all the humankind
The beast living inside you and me
Whom we always try to hide.
Sometimes we are afraid him
But frequently it’s cared for.
I guess I know who let it in,
I guess we were misled on the score of the lord.

When you see the beast…

I’ve heard that Christ was seen subject
Himself to torment for the humankind
His executioners could not inflect
His will, they couldn’t make him change his mind.
He’s worthy of respect
But I’m afraid there’s no one
To die for in this world
Despite being cruel God’s unhappy son.

When you see the beast…


6. LYRICAL

When the Sun goes down setting behind the sea
And the dark around makes all the things unseen
All my hidden thoughts will surge,
Old pain will get sharp,
Secret memory will make my tears well up.

Through the dark of night, through the ocean of noise
I can see a face and I can hear a voice
Calling for me over there. Or it just seems to me,
Or it’s my lonely soul crying so bitterly.

One who lives so far breathes the same air with me
Sees the same bright stars, dives into the same blue sea.
All these tie us and deprive; only loneliness is real.
Captive in this life, in my Death I’ll be free.

I’ve got so indifferent to all the humankind
Spending my imprisonment without some hope to find
Some day a little key to leave my prison,
The flame of my heart has gone.
All I need is any reason
For my empty life to go on.


7. GUIDING STAR

Open your eyes and see the sun raising
To light your way on the earth.
You have one way ticket
But one may pick it up
And send you to murk.
We are playing a game in the name of
A quite dim desire that always lures us.
We live lives our own way, we think so
But there’s an unseen hand that always rules us.

Run for your life. Know, you have a little time
To realize how helpless crumb you are.
To have enough pride is neither a sin nor a crime,
Since senses die let the pride be your own guiding star.

Open your ears and hear a bell tolling
For the fifth race on the earth.
We all came from the dark. Funeral flame
Will see us off to the murk.
Live as if you were a butterfly
Living one day life in utter rapture.
There’s a thought god over there
Upstairs, go and bow to this lordly sculpture.

Run for your life…


8. MESS

My brain often refuses to understand
What the hell is going on,
How we could, how we contrived to blend
Black and white, sunset and dawn.
Left and right flew together
Leading to a quite inconceivable direction.

None thought of the borders we had
In our mind,
None thought what the heritage
We live behind.

Profit, first of all
No need of romantic moaning.
We’re about to hear loud roll,
Storm is near.

One race strives to wipe the other one
Off the face of the earth.
Trying to show its best motives
For all it’s worth.
Victim race fairly tries
To convince the world
Of its exclusive role
Looking at other ones condescendingly
Building around a stone wall.

Pay more attention to such the nation.

Profit, first of all…


9. ABYSS OF HUNGRY EYES

You’re born on one side of a highway,
Death waits across the road, its patience’s great.
Moving across a zebra with white and black zones
You go through a lot sunsets and dawns.

Walking across black zones
You can see none around.
You scare away those who don’t wanna have your troubles,
They have their own ones, wo ho!
When you’re OK, while they smile to you
The only thing you see around
Is abyss of hungry eyes.

We envy others their fortune,
We’re glad at their disaster.
Sometimes the life is like a torture,
Some wish it ran faster.
Hearing such the thoughts
The Zebra throws the subject down.
And the Death darts away from it place
Just to pick up the prey.

Walking across black zones…

Sometimes old people lash the Youth
For morals and manners.
I think they are motivated by envy
Pure and siple.
Many bear green eye monsters inside
That’s why you often see snouts around.
You ought to realize, the sooner, the better
You’re alone, that’s right!
See your illusions fall to the ground.

You scare away those who…


10. ALONE

Let the memory take you away to roads
Leading to all the places you were long ago,
To all the people in whom you left a part
Of your anxious soul and your restless heart.

All of them saw you hurry along,
Carrying your sword, always alone.

You have never known what fear is,
And you used to talk both to a bird and a beast.
But in your life there was none who left a part
Of his needing soul in your restless heart.

So many roads you walked along
Carrying your sword, always alone.

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