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Tesfan Posted:

At the tables of the North

Man is used to blizzards and storms

Their arms are tempered by the work of their swords

Gallantness and faith fills their hearts

The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds

In a smithy high up in the skies

On an anvil of honour, with a hammer of blood

The four winds pounded

The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds

In a smithy high up in the skies

On an anvil of courage, with a hammer of sweat

The four winds pounded

Over vast steppes

Horsemen ride for day and night

With honour and glory in their minds

The Eastmen ride

Under the sun

The soldiers of the South sing their songs

Endless scorching deserts

Have trained these men

Take this sign into Your heart and be brave

Let it lead You to Your glory or Your grave

Today

Hear Me, My warriors

Soldiers from all the edges of the world

Let us join Our forces

To an army, united

The four winds guide Us

The heart of Turisas leads Our way

Our drums echo: Forward march

Our horns cry for victory

Beyond the ocean

The warriors of the West bend their bows

In the name of the Eagle

These brave men fight

The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds

In a smithy high up in the skies

On an anvil of glory, with a hammer of tears

The four winds pounded

Tesfan Posted:

Once upon a time there was a tavern,

Where we used to raise a glbum or two.

Remember how we laughed away the hours,

think of all the great things we would do.

Those were the days my friend,

We thought they’d never end,

We’d sing and dance for-ever and a day,

We’d live the life we choose,

We’d fight and never lose,

For we were young and sure to have our way.

Lalala lah lala, lalala lah lala

Just tonight I stood before the tavern,

Nothing seemed the way it used to be.

In the glbum I saw a strange reflection,

Was that lonely soldier really me.

Those were the days my friend,

We thought they’d never end,

We’d sing and dance for-ever and a day,

We’d live the life we choose,

We’d fight and never lose,

For we were young and sure to have our way.

Lalala lah lala, lalala lah lala

Through the door there came familiar laughter.

I saw your face and heard you call my name.

Oh, my friend, we’re older but no wiser,

For in our hearts the dreams are still the same.

Those were the days my friend,

We thought they’d never end,

We’d sing and dance for-ever and a day,

We’d live the life we choose,

We’d fight and never lose,

For we were young and sure to have our way.

Lalala lah lala, lalala lah lala

Tesfan Posted:

I take a look around,

The blood of our men has painted the ground

There are corpses lying everywhere

Some try to pray, some cry in despair

As our enemy cuts its way through our lines

Desperate thoughts take over our minds

Is this to be the end of our days?

The overwhelming enemy

Rides our front lines down

With hate in their faces, with hate in their sound

Houndreds of men lying wounded on the ground

No one can help them,

To their destiny they’re bound

I think of my family, I think of my home

Interrupted by a fearful tone:

“We’re practically dead, they’ll slaughter us all!”

Through a cloud of dust I see our right wing fall

This cursed war will swallow us all

What will happen to our loved-ones,

The ones we’re fighting for?

I will not stand and watch this army fall

We will fight back, hear us roar

Pull our lines together

Our fury is greater than the worst stormy weather

I grasp the sword in my hand, this is for my brothers,

This is for my land

With blood on my face to battle I ride

With dust in my eyes, with faith in my heart

Until death do us part

From the skies a man came down to earth

He lead our way and rode first

How dark the night may seem

A new day always heals

I stroll across the field, the morning has broken,

Our victory’s been sealed

The hooves have plowed the ground to mud,

Familiar faces in ponds of blood

A snowflake lands on my face,

Melts and runs away

The sun rose red that day

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Tesfan Posted:

Far away, where the sunshine never fades

There lies this land, the greatest of tales

A strong golden gate now slowly moves aside

In walks a man, exhausted by the tide

Finally, I’ve reached my destiny

I’ve crossed the western sea for the land of hope an glory

In front of me stands the glorious grand city

A feeling that I can breathe, and be free

Surrounding golden walls, finest marble covers the halls

Silver-plated streets that glimmer and shine

Statues, monuments and fountains filled with wine

And trees nearly touching the sky

In the land of hope and glory

I head to the greatest hall,

Take a deep breath and open the door

Is this the land of hope and glory?

Sitting on a golden throne,

An ape holding a scepter of bone

It utters: “The die is cast.”

Surrounding golden walls…

Reminiscence

Echoes from the homeland

Kaikuen laulu raikaa takaa ulapan

Kotimaan rannat kutsuu poikaa Pohjolan

Hoist the sails, it’s time to leave these lands behind

Rain or hail won’t stop me, I have made up my mind

Surrounded by dark emptiness

The sea is cold and merciless

All alone, I’m heading home

Over the vast sea, wide and so deep

Ahti I greet thee, I’m heading home!

The wind is rising, cold and biting

Ilmarinen I greet thee

Northern shores – I’m home

No surrounding golden walls, no marble covered halls

No silver-plated streets that glimmer and shine

No statues, monuments nor fountains filled with wine

Only trees touching the sky

Far away, where sunshine never fades

There lies this land, the greatest of tales

Tesfan Posted:

I saddle my horse as fast as I can

“The message is urgent, find the man!”

The camp soon vanishes out of my sight

As I rush my black steed into the night

I am the messenger of fate

I spur on my horse, the hour is late

I am the herald, I am the sign

My only enemy is time

Hooves hit the rocky ground

The clatter echoes all around

Alone I ride, come what may

The stars in the nightsky guide my way today

On my arrival, will you welcome me?

The sign is given, can’t you see?

All hail the Messenger

Strong by heart, wind or rain

Won’t stop the Messenger

The news are on the way

The faith of man lies in my hands

At last I fly through the gate

Men, woman, children… “Out of my way!”

Up the winding alley with fury I ride

I jump off my horseback and push the doors aside

All hail the Messenger

Strong by heart, wind or rain

Won’t stop the Messenger

The news are on their way

You are the Messenger

Strong by heart, wind or rain

Won’t stop the Messenger

The news are on their way

Fate now lies in your own hands

Tesfan Posted:

Gathered round the wooden table

Same tavern as the nights before

I brace myself against the gable

Sunlight pushes its way through the gap in the door

As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes

I stand up and raise my pint up high

One more for our brothers who fought beside us

One more and forward again

Once more, we’ll fight and conquer

Until we’ll meet again

Staring at the stools not taken

I reach for my tankard of ale

The silence remains unbroken

All you hear is a tinkle of mail

As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes

I stand up and raise my pint up high

One more for our brothers who fought beside us

One more and forward again

Once more, we’ll fight and conquer

We’ll see you when we die

We’ll see you when we die

Like a raging thunderstorm we flew down the forested hill

Tree-trunks and rocks pbuming by

The endless ranks stood waiting out in the open field

My fingers gripped the handle of my sword

With full power we smashed into their lines

The ground shook, swords tasted their flesh

Hooves trampling over men screaming for their lives

The battle raged until both troops were threshed

Grief no more over friends who died

That day will come to us all

Until then we shall fight with pride

Raise our pints till the dawn

Grief no more over friends who died

That day will come to us all

Side by side we shall ride once more

When the Horn calls for War

Feeling low and heavy hearted

Interrupted by a distant alarm

Seems like the war has started

May it be for our brothers in arms

Once again the golden sunbeam reaches my eyes

I stand up and raise my sword up high

One more for our brothers who fought beside us

One more and forward again

Once more, we’ll fight and conquer

Until we’ll meet again

One more for our brothers who fought beside us

One more and forward again

Once more, we’ll fight and conquer

Until we’ll meet again

One more, And forward again

One more for ever

We’ll see you when we die

We’ll see you when we die

Tesfan Posted:

A peaceful grove,

In treetops above the whisper of the wind

It echoes over fields, over endless wilderness

You close your eyes and there you are

Among your ancestors

They greet you,

Welcomed to enter the war

For freedom of their heirs

Over the vasted fields, bearing the strongest shields

Our fathers rode

Through the thickest brakes,

Armed with the sharpest stakes

To none they bowed

The Northern blow cuts through your skin

As swells beat your vessel

The open sea surrounding seems dark and cold

You wonder why men around

You sit quiet for themselves

Staring into the darkness…

They know what awaits them there

It is victory, or death

The calm Baltic Sea

Reflects the first morning sunbeams

A rosy-fingered dawn over the seas,

An illusion of peace

Straight ahead a palisade steep

The time has come, “Hit the beach!”

Over the vasted fields, bearing the strongest shields

Our fathers rode

Through the thickest brakes,

Armed with the sharpest stakes

To none they bowed

A peaceful grove,

In treetops above the whisper of the wind

It echoes over fields, over endless wilderness

You close your eyes and there you are

Among your ancestors

They greet you welcome to enter the war

For the freedom of their heirs

At last, the moment you’ve been waiting for

Now it’s time to fight or fall

The enemy line getting closer and closer

You distinguish his eye-whites

And pull your sword…”Strike!”

You see your blade cut off his head

Another father ends up dead

No time to think who will miss him at nights

Another slash and someone’s husband dies

See the fear in their eyes

“Their lines are scattered, hunt them down!”

None were left alive to tell their wives

Tesfan Posted:

As you sit in your quiet home, surrounded by peace, comfort and civilization…

Do you, listener, remember those memories…

Grand and tearful, which still, after hundreds of years,

Remain now radiant with the brightness of sunlight,

And now darkening, like indelible bloodstains…

The variegated pages of history.

Can your thoughts, torpid with repose,

Transport themselves back to the horrors and joys of the past…

Not straying indifferently from one thing to another which excites your curiosity,

But taking a warm and vital interest, as if you yourself stood in the midst of those struggles,

Now long since fought out… bled in them, conquered or fell in them,

And felt your heart beat with hope or apprehension according as fortune smiled or betrayed…

Standing on the heights of history, looking far around the wild arena of human destiny,

Can you transfer yourself into the well of the past?

A life physically buried and decayed, but spiritually inmost,

Which constitutes the essence and substance of history…

Did you ever see history portrayed as an old man with a wise brow and pulseless heart,

Waging all things in the balance of reason?

Is not rather the genius of history like an eternal, imploring maiden, full of fire,

With a burning heart and flaming soul, humanly warm and humanly beautiful?

Therefore, if you have the capacity to suffer or rejoice with the generation that had been…

To hate with them… to love with them… to be transported to admire, to despise,

To curse as they have done – in a word:

To live among them with your whole heart and not alone with your cold, reflecting judgement…

... then follow me.

I will lead you down into the well.

My hand is weak and my sketch humble, but your heart will guide you better than I.

Upon that I rely… and begin.