A sword is a bladed weapon (edged weapon) used primarily for cutting or thrusting. The precise definition of the term varies with the historical epoch or the geographical region under consideration.
In the most narrow sense, a sword consists of a straight blade with two edges and a hilt. However, in some cases the term may also refer to weapons with a single edge (backsword).
The word sword comes from the Old English sweord, cognate to Old High German swert, Old Norse sverð, from a Proto-Indo-European root *swer- "to wound, to cut". Non-European weapons called "sword" include single-edged weapons such as the Middle Eastern saif, the Chinese dao and the related Japanese katana. The Chinese jian is an example of a non-European double-edged sword, like the European models derived from the double-edged Iron Age sword.
Historically, the sword developed in the Bronze Age, evolving from the dagger; the earliest specimens date to ca. 1600 BC. The Iron Age sword remained fairly short and without a crossguard. The spatha as it developed in the Late Roman army became the predecessor of the European sword of the Middle Ages, at first adopted as the Migration period sword, and only in the High Middle Ages developed into the classical arming sword with crossguard.
"The Man" is a slang phrase that may refer to the government or to some other authority in a position of power. In addition to this derogatory connotation, it may also serve as a term of respect and praise.
The phrase "the Man is keeping me down" is commonly used to describe oppression. The phrase "stick it to the Man" encourages resistance to authority, and essentially means "fight back" or "resist", either openly or via sabotage.
The earliest recorded use[citation needed] of the term "the Man" in the American sense dates back to a letter written by a young Alexander Hamilton in September 1772, when he was 15. In a letter to his father James Hamilton, published in the Royal Dutch-American Gazette, he described the response of the Dutch governor of St. Croix to a hurricane that raked that island on August 31, 1772. "Our General has issued several very salutary and humane regulations and both in his publick and private measures, has shewn himself the Man." [dubious – discuss] In the Southern U.S. states, the phrase came to be applied to any man or any group in a position of authority, or to authority in the abstract. From about the 1950s the phrase was also an underworld code word for police, the warden of a prison or other law enforcement or penal authorities.
In a lawless new world sex is the only salvation
Plot
When Tom Anderson is visited by a deceased high school friend in a dream, she gives him only one warning. She tells him that the Four Horsemen (characters from his latest novel) are coming for him and his friends at noon. But once his friends get trapped in town with him, the battle for their future is about to begin. What they think is a dream is about to become a reality...and they are about to find out...the battle they must face has been inside of them all along. The first dream was a warning. Now, they have no choice but to face Tom's dream along with him...and survive.
Plot
Loneliness and regret encompass a small neighborhood in Chicago, and its residents will do anything to change their lives. Under divine circumstances, they are given their wish. Dimension follows the tragic tale of Chance Pullman, and the way in which his own troubled past comes to affect and change the lives of those who come into contact with him. A reminder of how the littlest things often have the biggest consequences, Chance provides strangers and close friends with the opportunity to completely alter their life, but with one limitation: They can only change exactly three inches about themselves.
Keywords: chicago-illinois, ensemble-cast, independent-film, supernatural-power, three-inches
A Rare and Artistic Urban Fairy Tale.
Molly: Are you big enough to play professional football?::Chance Pullman: Probably. I am six-foot-three, but I've gained so much weight - I only appear to be five-foot-nine.::Molly: Huh?
[repeated line]::Ivan: When the time comes, you'll know what to do, completely.
Plot
Unable to pay off a debt to a ruthless gang, a club hostess falls victim to their leader. Brimming with vengeance, the ghost of the innocent girl, with the help of her friends from the club, attempts to seek revenge against her killer and rid the streets of the gang's evil deeds.
Set adrift in the multiverse
By the whims of fate
In thrall to the demiurge
We all await escape
Darkness and light entwine
Everything is all the time
All around you points align
Everything is all the time
From beyond the waveform
Reaching the wall
Giving birth to a universe
Mother of all
Living information
Transverging space-time
Flowing down from the overworld
Into the mind of mankind
Darkness and light entwine
Everything is all the time
All around you points align
Everything is all the time
You want to live for eternity
To see behind the veil
Everything comes around again
Beneath a dimming sun great cities moulder and decay
In brooding nights of gloom and on
Through melancholy days
In the manses of the mages great magics still hold sway
And those who dwell within are wont to say
As the sun fades from the sky
This ancient earth prepares to die
Here at the end of all time
A slow demise so saturnine
As aeons pass unheeded subtle Sorcerers parlay
Among the haunted hills strange creatures stalk unwary prey
There may come no tomorrow so all live for today
And the crimson twilight turns to grey
AS the earth prepares to die
The waning sun fades from the sky
Here at the end of all time
Oh If you have an ear then hear God alone wise and true.
Tho' all be found liars in this merchantful abyss. Reject
the dragon's billboards, false christs false hopes away.
God pulls our wrists out from history's razor blade. The
fists of manifestos quietly fall in line. This present
age It roars…the contents the same: conform.
O bride be dressed In readiness your Beloveds near the
door and you will lack nothing if armed with your sword
Spirit blade to pierce the throat of the blasphemous
beast, stare in It's light eternal propaganda cease
Dance until this world's white dress falls off by His
mercy, and in the early hours of the morn, exposed to the
Word -transform!
O lover know the scroll is not itself the bread of life.
reveals Him called Faithful and True on a white horse
rides
with justice and eyes of fire "from His mouth comes a
Sword" says a voice, "to strike the nations down be glad
and rejoice!" the Spirit and the bride they cry "come
Alpha and Omega, wound us with longing more, God, Living
He fell on his sword
Not two years ago today
And if you haven't noticed
Been waitin' for you to take me away
If nothin' warrants nothin'
I'll galdly give you away
For every goddamned moment
There's something of mine that gets in the way
It's all in the movies I've seen
It's all in the movies I've seen
Lawrence of Arabia
He failed eleven plus
I never went to college
I'm sure it's obvious
I know it's off the subject
And I'm startin' to feel uncomfortable
'Cause when I talk about you
It's just like the movies I've seen
There I go I fucked it up for you I know
I should let you go
That's my reasoning
But there's no reasoning
With a melodramatic fool like me
Aw, fuck it, here's your love song
That you been askin' for
It's the best I could do without
Can't you see what you have wrought here?
Bloody battles will be fought here
May the mountains rise against you
May the orests block your path
May your axes chip and shatter
And know it is my wrath
I would mount your head on bloody spears
Outside your palace gates
And watch as crows peck out your eyes
And your cities are laid to waste
Can't you see what you have wrought here?
A curse on you and all your kin
Bloody battles will be fought here
Await your doom at empire's end
May the rivers rush to drown you
May the earth swallow your hosts
May the winter's wolves surround you
Iron ships on seas of blood
Black winds fill their silver sails
Iron swan rises high above
In crimson twilight through the earthly veil
Legions of vermin surround me
Malefic taint in their eyes
Madness gives sway to delusion
In defense of a fortress of lies
The iron swan floats amidst the reeds
It's shadow long upon the water
It gives a cry for what can never be
Which draws the eyes of Odin's daughters
Scion of storms, ageis of rime
I call on the powers of old
Unleash your vengeance to punish the crimes
Laboring in the liquid light of Leviathan
Spectres swarm around the sunken cities of the saurians
Rising from the void through the blackness of eternal night
Colossus of the deep comes crashing down with cosmic might
And none may see again the shimmering of Avalon
Or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
Long gone are the ages of the alchemists
Now there are none who know the secrets of the earth
Harken to the howl of the Huntsman's hounds
Or the clarion of kingdoms doomed and drowned
Lament for the passing of the auroch
And the slaying of the ancient wyrm
Would you dare to meet the gaze of the basilisk
Or face the flames as the phoenix burns?
And none may see again the shimmering of Avalon
Or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
Long gone are the ages of the alchemists
Blessed are those who keep the secrets of the earth
Lament the passing of the auroch
and the slaying of the ancient wyrm
Would you dare to meet the gaze of the basilisk
Or face the flames as the phoenix burns?
Great peril awaits us beyond the Black River
Summoned by the beating of drums
Our number is few and our errand is dire
We do what must be done
At the bidding of the high priest
The tribes gather for war
Evil sorcery is unleashed
Upon the opposite shore
Make your stand with great hound
The frontier is lost
Black waters lie before you
Together you cross
Take heart!
Do not fear
Though you know
Your death nears
We shall build you a cairn beyond the Black River
Where no one will disturb you rest
There you shall lay in your helm and your harness
With your sword across your breast
Now take a quick moment to answer this question
As the ferry approaches the shore
Will you have the coin to pay for your passage
And the courage to take up the oar?
There is a place where the losers win
A port of call for desperate men
It is known by many names
We come and go but it remains
Nobody cares, nobody cries
if you're scared or if you die
That's the way it goes
You should know...
You're in the place they call the Night-side
In the shadows where the killers and the pirates hide
Stick around if you think you can survive
in the city on the Night-side
Running scared through endless night
Too afraid to put up a fight
They shackle her wrists
It's too late to resist
Scanned for weapons and transmitters
Sold at auction to the highest bidder
That's the way it goes
Now you know...
You can find us on the Night-side
In the shadows where the killers and the pirates hide
Come around if you think you can survive
in the city on the Night-side
You can find us on the Night-side
In the shadows where the killers and the pirates hide
Come around if you think you can survive
Great peril awaits us beyond the Black River
Summoned by the beating of drums
Our number is few and our errand is dire
We do what must be done
At the bidding of the high priest
The tribes gather for war
Evil sorcery is unleashed
Upon the opposite shore
Make your stand with great hound
The frontier is lost
Black waters lie before you
Together you cross
Take heart!
Do not fear
Though you know
Your death nears
We shall build you a cairn beyond the Black River
Where no one will disturb you rest
There you shall lay in your helm and your harness
With your sword across your breast
Now take a quick moment to answer this question
As the ferry approaches the shore
Will you have the coin to pay for your passage
Feigned exultations in the court of autarch
Proclaiming heresies sublime
Sought by his enemies with lethal fascination
Self-styled traveler in time
He has learned forbidden wisdom
not meant to be known
His skin became a prison
where suffers his soul
Within the chamber buried deep below
was wrought the means of his escape
Across the aether the other one must go
to sleep until that distant day
Across the aether one must go
to meet her fate
The other buried deep below
as he awaits
Arcane science of temporal exploration
known to no one of his kind
Immortality through artificial transformation
Far across the gulf of time he watches all unfold
The cursed day draws ever nearer as he has foretold
The bearer of the orb awaits the sacred key
Into the world anew once more what was will be
Racing through the netherworld outside of time and space
He has found a hidden path to pass forbidden gates
Body left to rot as the great tidal lock sets in
Laboring in the liquid light of Leviathan
Spectres swarm around the sunken cities of the saurians
Rising from the void through the blackness of eternal night
Colossus of the deep comes crashing down with cosmic might
And none may see again the shimmering of Avalon
Or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
Long gone are the ages of the alchemists
Now there are none who know the secrets of the earth
Harken to the howl of the Huntsman's hounds
Or the clarion of kingdoms doomed and drowned
Lament for the passing of the auroch
And the slaying of the ancient wyrm
Would you dare to meet the gaze of the basilisk
Or face the flames as the phoenix burns?
And none may see again the shimmering of Avalon
Or know the fates of all the races man has cursed
Long gone are the ages of the alchemists
Blessed are those who keep the secrets of the earth
Lament the passing of the auroch
and the slaying of the ancient wyrm
Would you dare to meet the gaze of the basilisk
Beyond there lies the Archer
Lost in lawless lands
Onward rides the archer
Along in lawless lands
Some say power reckons
from beneath the ancient sands!
No woman will have him,
no man calls him friend.
No woman will have him,
no man calls him friend. =(
Exiled at the bar,
by his only kin!
Through Twilit skies he rides
searching for darker sides of the world
INTO THE LIGHTTTT
Where were going, he has been left astray
Through lawless lands he flies
across the burning plains of the world
under the suns
His life begins to slip awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
a shiny angel decends!
down from the sky
The lords of the passes are arming their vassals
You'll find no shelter that way
The conscripts they've taken have never returned
And our hopes fade with each passing day
The gates of the keeps are all closing
And broken men wander the road
The farmers have fled to the forests
Burning their fields as they go
The dukes of the marches have ordered their archers
To shoot all outlanders on sight
Turn back your horses before it's too late
There'll be no safe crossing this night
Hear the horns, pounding hooves
Visions of cities aflame
Wailing cries, dawn of doom
Die by the sword or in chains
Men kneel in temples of madness
False prophets spread discord and fear
Darkness descends once again
The maiden sitting by her pool
Was first to hear my pleas
As she looked into the water
She recited these words to me:
Walk not down that road
I can not tell you where it goes
Ask me no more questions
Some things you weren't meant to know
The mother toiling in the fields
Her apron full of seeds
As she dropped them to the earth
She recited these words to me:
Walk not down that road
I can not tell you where it goes
Ask me no more questions
Some things you weren't meant to know
The greater mysteries
Cannot be shown
Divided by three
The are the maiden, the mother, the crone
Finally I found the crone
Walking through the trees
She looked in my eyes
As she recited these words to me:
Go before the maiden
Get down on your knees
Should you win her favor
She may tell you what she sees
The harvest is reaped
Seeds are shown
Multiplied by three
So many men have fallen
So many more must die
Cut down like wheat beneath a scythe
And though our limbs may weary
Of ripping, slashing, cleaving blows
We face an endless host of foes
How heavy this axe
Burden carried from birth
Wrought in stygian visions
By the gods of the earth
Upon the hallowed mountain
The gods convene
To mourn the death of our ancient queen
Keepers of sacred fire
Awaken from your sleep
Drink from the cup of memory
How heavy this axe
Burden carried from birth
Wrought in stygian visions
Stranger tell me the story behind
How my mother died as I was a child
My father was killed in a fight till death
He gave me this sword with his last breath
This foolish dwarf, it seems so clear
Can't forge the steel 'cause he's full of fear
Only the one who feels no terror
Can forge the steel and create it anew
Steel by steel the hammer falls
Shaping me a deadly sword
With fire and power I do well
I curse it with the magic spell
Fire, fire, blow on the blaze
Smelt the splinters of my steel
Glorious sword, now you're fixed in the hilt
And I spread out to kill the dragon
Steel by steel the hammer falls
Shaping me a deadly sword
With fire and power I do well
I curse it with the magic spell
Steel by steel the hammer falls
Shaping me a deadly sword
With fire and power I do well
When you get up in the morning and the light has hurt your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that streets a-runnin' and try to beat the masses
And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Spied a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky fine Levis and her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast strut that was as sweet as molasses
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Now go out and get yourself some big black frames
With the glass so dark they won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you 'cause they come in two classes
Rhinestone shades or cheap sunglasses
As the night arrives the day concedes her crown,
In the dying light the shadows grow.
When the world is dark and still without a sound,
That which was hidden is shown.
Tears of sorrow flood the land.
All that has been shall be again.
The dead will rise and the living must depart.
What if all you've seen are lies
When the veil is from your eyes
And you face the infinite with fear in your heart?
The wind blows cold as the days begin to wane,
The lord of the dead assumes his throne,
When men have gone and only ghosts remain
That which was secret is known.
Tears of sorrow flood the land.
All that has been shall be again,
And the moon shines over the sea as the mother of man.
Somewhere seven ships collide,
Seven sailors lose their lives,
But their voyage continues on the other side.
Asherah, saw below,
They speed us unto our doom
Turn the earth into our tomb
Deserving no less than death
They know nothing
They give nothing
They love nothing
They are nothing
Your life is insignificant
Your thoughts are of no consequence
And all that you know will one day be gone
You know nothing
You see nothing
You get nothing
Is the time right to find a new religion
Under the ground way down below
Into the light with fear and superstition
Stumbling around and down she goes
Oh, she wonders
How much there is to know
And how long it will take her
To reap what can be sown
Seven sisters sobbing by the shore
Longing for their lost loves whose ships sail no more
Waiting as the hours pass them by
Growing weak and weary as one by one they die
Is the time right to find a new religion
Under the ground way down below
Into the light – forget your superstition
Follow the sound on down the road
Oh, he wonders
How much there is to know
And how long will it take him
To learn it as he goes
Spring submits to summer
Summer bows to fall
Autumn's leaves lay down and die
At the winter's beck and call
Seven sisters sobbing by the shore
Longing got their lost loves whose ships sail no more
Waiting as the hours pass them by
They're coming for us in the dead of night
They won't ignore us
Prepare to fight
We knew this day would come
Blackened souls fed by fear and hatred
Come to defile that which we hold sacred
It's them or us
That's all they know
From the darkness the roar of engines
They ask no quarter, none shall be given
They come to claim all that you own
Hear the sound, see the lights in the distance
It's coming down – the battle for existence
Show no mercy
They'll take all they can
Set aside your peaceful ways
Prepare for war
Melt down your ploughshares
And take up swords
We will see the flesh laid low
The bodies fall
The Most High that none may know
Watches us all
They're coming for us in the dead of night
They won't ignore us
Prepare to fight
They come to kill
That's all they know
Set aside your peaceful ways
Prepare for war
Melt down your ploughshares
And take up your swords
We will see the flesh laid low
The bodies fall
The Most High that none ma know
Tell me, O Mountain, what secrets do you hold
Buried deep beneath the earth in hidden walls of stone?
If ever man in all his days climbed your mighty slopes
To behold the gods as they danced, and listen as they spoke.
Tell me, O Mountain, your secrets!
Hear me, O'Spirits, I would ask of thee,
To locate a lass who's fair of form and deliver her to me
The road can be a lonely place to pass the time,
Watching and waiting as the miles roll by.
Hear me, O Spirits, lend me your aid!
Tell me, O Mountain, what secrets do you hold,
Crowded on your misty feet or deep within your bones?
we have sent riders ahead
to warn of our coming
and those who have not yet bled
will join us or die
we will have our revenge
for the wounds we have suffered
and when the battle begins
you must look in our eyes
untie the prisoners
have someone dress the wounds
then take them to my chambers
all traces of your house will be destroyed
you'll answer to the names
its stricken from its throne
to prove this two methods will be employed
none will survive
no mercy will be shown
there are tears in the cities to the south
they have foreseen their own doom
which we seek to bring about
hordes of men gather unto me
When the days become as dark as night
And the world begins to change
There are those of you who'll die of fright
Or tear your eyes out from the pain
Your gilded houses will give no shelter
When the heavens fall
Your sacred tomes will give no answers
When the masters call
Forgotten ages are unknown to man
Before we crawled out from our caves
Exalted patrons of earthly clans
Elevation of their slaves
Your gilded houses will give no shelter
When the heavens fall
Your sacred tomes will give no answers
When the masters call
Look at yourselves
Look at your world
What have you done?
What have you become?
Look at yourselves
Look at your world
What have you done?
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
Hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new land,
To fight the horde, sing and cry: Valhalla, I am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the
western shore.
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are young
overlords.
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the
western shore.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your
Summoning spirits of dread
Before an altar of sacred fire
She sings the hymns of the dead
Glorifying her holy sire
A goddess in human form
Dark hair crowned with a glowing nimbus
She has the eyes of the storm
Like the sea in a raging tempest
So strikes the queen of the air
Like a blow from a titan's hammer
Let mortal women beware
Spreading your love from the tip of a sword
Echoing the reason that poisons you
Thinking you know what's good for us all
I wish I could reach out...
To silence you
But I'm a waste in your eyes.
You say you don't need me to save you tonight.
But I need to save you tonight.
I'm standing alone on the brink of a stone
Trying to humanise the enemy inside of you
We're cut from the same cloth but we are
Stained with the poison of pride
We're sucking the life from the whole of the world
Can't be confined or condemned to be
Reduced to a place that's a violent resolve
To the end they will try
And silence you.
'cause we're a waste in their eyes
The grace they describe
Won't save you tonight.
Spreading your love from the tip of a sword
Echoing your reason that poisons you
Of all your fear, love, anymore??
Let pride come before a fall
I wish you could see and leave for something more
Than the things I'm confined and condemned to be
They will know our needs and we won't be ignored
So that we may see some light
Don't let them silence you
'cause you're a waste in their eyes
There's a grace inside of you...
Yonder rides the Archer
lost in lawless lands
Onward rides the Archer
alone in lawless lands
Some strange power beckons
from beneath the ancient sands
No woman will have him
No man calls him friend
No woman will have him
Exiled and outlawed
by his only kin
Through twilit skies he rides
Searching the darkened side of the world
Into the night
Never knowing he has been lead astray
Through lawless lands he flies
Across the burning face of the world
Under the suns
His life begins to slip away
...a shining angel descends
Down from the sky
Her coming was foretold
She wore a cloak of feathers and rode a mare of purest white,
A silver chalice in her hands, a look of sadness in her eyes.
A thing of beauty to behold, but a sorrow to possess,
She'll take all that you offer until there's nothing left.
Nothing left.
Face hidden in shadow beneath a hood of quills.
The fittings of her raiment conceal all her ills.
Beneath her cloak of feathers lies a body soft and fine,
Eyes of hazel green, flowing hair as dark as wine.
A thing of beauty to remember, but a sorrow to forget,
She took all that I gave her 'til there was nothing left.
Nothing left.
Of owl and of raven, of peacock and dove,
Of swan and of sparrow, woven with her love.
Face hidden in shadow beneath a hood of quills.
A strange voice within his mind
from the glowing orb in his hand
spoke of the properties of certain herbs
growing wild all across this land
Three witches you shall meet
along the road to your fate
The first at twilight, the second at night,
and the third at the coming of day
Inhaling deeply of the sacred smoke
Slipping in between the worlds
He beheld a living column of light
and it sang to him without a word
Three witches you shall meet
upon the path to your fate
The first will love you, the second will deceive you,
and the third will show you the way
Draw back your arrow and let it fly
May your aim be straight and true
Remember all that you have been told
and there might be some hope for you
Three witches you shall meet
along the road to your fate
The first is twilight, the second is night,
Cast out from the lands of their births
Banished from hearth and home
All brothers must swear the oath
Forsaking all they've ever known
Those who choose to take the black
Bid farewell to comforts great and small
Those who do, don't come back
Prepare yourself for life on the wall
Night gathers and the watch begins
The wind carries an unnatural chill
There are things beyond the northern borders
Mere steel can't kill
Men who choose to take the black
Rogues and rangers, one and all
Those who do, won't come back
Taken away from under the boughs
Far from the sheltering glens
Imprisoned by wizards to sing for a serpent
In the guise of a man
They come with teeth and tusks and talons
They come with horns and hooves and claws
A wailing cry is heard deep within the forest
A bestial host heeds the king stag's call
Watch them come from lands all around
To hear the maiden in white
Sing her songs of sorrow and love
In the hall of the king tonight
She was stolen from under the boughs
Away from the sheltering glens
Imprisoned by wizards to sing for a serpent
In the guise of a man
In a wood untouched by axes
Creatures dwell unseen by men
Songs are sung by a virgin princess
Heard but once and never again
They come with teeth and tusks and talons
They come with horns and hooves and claws
A wailing cry is heard deep within the forest
The bestial host heeds the king stag's call
Watch them come from lands all around
To hear the maiden in white
Sings her songs of sorrow and love
In the hall of the king tonight
Soon the herald shall sound the alarm
As the faery queen's armies draw near
And the maiden shall cease her lament
As the wicked men cry out in fear
In a wood untouched by axes
Creatures dwelt unseen by men
Songs were sung by a virgin princess
Forged by the crow-mage from shards of darkness
Honed by the half-breed to vorpal sharpness
Behold!
The bastards blade...
Bane of the demon lord
Slayer of the spider-priests
Spiller of the silver blood
Fragments of bore infused with purest steel
A warrior's hand and a wizard's mind to wield
Killer of Lor avenging the accursed
Your name
a night without end
I pray the Lord is keeping
Two doors
You stand or you sleep
I'm still waiting for you to come in
I can remember
Your eyes shining
I hold a handful
of your ashes
How can you leave me here to
Dig your grave
and bury my fear
Your voice keeps calling to me
Dig your grave but
Don't disappear
Goodbye
a sword double-edged
Swallow and
I'll stop beating
Two doors
You stand or you sleep
I'm still waiting for you to walk in
I can remember your eyes shining
I hold a handful of your ashes
How can you leave me here to
Dig your grave
and bury my fear
Your voice keeps calling to me
Dig your grave but
Don't disappear
shine on
shine on
It was a relic of another time
plundered from an ancient tomb
wrought by forgotten arts
inscribed with cryptic runes
They called us fierce marauders
Warp riders and guns for hire
before the sky cried tears of fire
Looking out across the void
we beheld a fearsome sight
Two armadas arrayed before us
preparing to unleash their might
The Lady kept her promise
We heard the sound of a cosmic choir
the night the sky cried tears of fire
This is the hour of the Phoenix
when all must be reborn in flame
and though they did not know it
nothing could remain the same
The captain has his vengeance
as we drift through a sea of pyres
The stars will always remember
Waiting for dawn on the snow-covered tundra
Your foes lying dead at your feet
Look to the sky for a good star to guide you
And pray that the morning you'll meet
Tresses of fire
Skin white as snow
Promising pleasure
She brings only woe
In the far northern reaches
Where dark mountains rise high
Enchantress beseeches
That you give up your life
Look to the sky for a good star to guide
And pray that the morning you'll meet
Witch of the wastes
Dancing on snows
Lord of the gallows
Takes what he's owed
She sits astride
Mountains tall and wide
Serpent of earth writhes
Between glacial thighs
Holy nectar flowing from celestial teat
Lips of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast
Bounty of the goddess offered by the avatar
White blood spills with the singing of the scimitar
Holy nectar flowing from celestial teat
Lips of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast
Bounty of the goddess offered by the avatar
White blood spills with the singing of the scimitars
Upward she flies
Over mountains tall and high
Winds blow her sighs
A sword of fire and an axe of cold
Vision of the Sibyl has foretold
Armies gather on the battle-plain
All will fall and earth will die in flame
Here on the battle-plain
We will die in flame
In falcon's feathers soaring overhead
Choosing warriors among the dead
Twilight written in the runes of crones
Freya weeps upon her golden throne
Upon her golden throne
We wait for her alone
Call us unto you hall
Take us into your thrall
The battle rages, but they fight in vain
We've crossed the burning wastelands
Sought out forgotten tombs
Within this shattered planet
Beneath a broken moon
We live amongst the ruins
Where cities once did rise
From graves of fallen nations
Watch hollow eyes
In our time we have seen
Untold pain and suffering
Our legends tell of weapons
Wielded by kings of old
Crafted by evil wizards
Unholy to behold
We seek the fire lances
That slew the ancient race
The world where they were masters
Now lays in waste
In your time you shall see
Endless death and misery
Invoke myth and prophecy
Black blades in their hands
Obey his every command
They search for that which was lost
Through realms of rime and of frost
Where no mortal may pass
Atop a dais of glass
Sits a scepter of light
A symbol of titan's might
He comes from cities of darkness
To suffer harlots and fools
Loneliness is his raiment
Solitude is his jewel
He's seen the valleys of solace
Beheld the spires of sleep
He's fed the pyres of the fallen
And heard their widows weep
We come from cities in darkness
To conquer cowards and fools
Loneliness is our payment
Solitude is our due
Walk through valleys of solace
Ascend the spires of sleep
Ignore the warnings of prophets
And for your children I'll weep
Skies blackened with crows
Shadows on winter's snow
Within a temple of ice
Priestesses perform the rites
Witness the setting of suns
The darkest days have begun
Let the seers come forth
Bound for the black country
as the light recedes behind
Upon the white odonata
Witch's vision as their guide
Be wary and keep watch tonight
Make sure your weapon's at hand
Here in the land where shines no light
death can strike you where you stand
There in the ruins
borne of darkness
Approaching the altar
as the arrows begin to fly
Beware the tribes of night
They take no one alive
So stay wary and keep watch tonight
Make sure your weapon's at hand
Here in the land where shines no light
You will not find us among
those who dream of escaping
Across the aether we've come
All is ours for the taking
You don't age when you live out of time
A thousand years in the blink of an eye
Secrets of the blackest void
known only to the ancients
Freedom from the planetoids
and the gravity that chains us
To make a fold in space and slip between the curves
Sacrifice of the sisterhood to do for those they serve
To cross a universe in hyper-spatial flight
We ride the warp of space into the womb of night
Ouranos' daughter, Hermes' bride
Mistress of the Mysteries
Upon the ward she rides
Navigatrix of the star-seas
She makes a fold in space, we slip between the curves
Sacrifice of the sisterhood to do for those they serve
To cross the Universe in hyper-spatial flight
We ride the warp of space into the womb of night
You don't age when you live out of time