Enslaved - Krigaren eg Ikkje Kjende/Warrior Unknown


I went into battle 
When the strangers came 
I fought for my home and my herd 
I struck them down 
With my spear and bow 
So that those at home could sleep and eat 

I drank and yelled 
I laughed and bragged 
Of my victories, my courage and my strength 
I told of the gold I found 
At those I had slain before me 

Suddenly I awoke 
A cold and dark morning 
With a dead herd and slaves escaped 
All mead and all my friends were gone 

That was when I went away to promising land 
For once again to return with honour 
Everyone that crossed my path 
Was to feel my strength and wrath 

By a flood stood an old and tired man 
He guarded a boat which I needed 
I charged to cut him down 
But the sword broke 
And the old one stood there grinning 

"Poor fool, who never had seen 
That a warrior shall fight against warrior 
You'll never win if you're only looking ahead 
And never inwards" 
Suddenly the old one was gone 
And the wind carried away the boat 

By the shore I stood looking 
But could not reach the other side 
That's when the battle begun 
Against the warrior I always thought I knew

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