Folkearth - 3. By the Sword of my Father By The Sword Of My Father By my father's deathbed I sit With a grim countenance to fit He's headed now for the Land Beyond A vengeance and his sword he he left unto me Father, tell me what you dream Up there in the sky Are there mountains like the ones you loved? Are the valleys of the heavens evergreen? Do crystalline rivers flow in their midst? By the sword of my father... This day avow! By the sword of my father... Revenge shall bejewel my crown! My son take heed Remember my creed Hyperborean steel From the the stone cromlech drawn Etched with glyphs of power Draconian, strong! Let them behold thy scepter of war A royal flag from enemies torn! By the sword of my father... This day I avow! By the sword of my father... Revenge shall bejewel my crown! Leave behind this deathbed of mine Carve on their hides a warning for all! http://rockerek.hu/