
The Fetching
Crucifyre
Infernal Earthly Divine • 2010
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Lock your doors and bar your windows
Place a cross above your threshold
Watch the heavens as they darken
And as the clouds race across the skies
Wait in silence and pray for the dawn
This night will be long, dark and cold
Hear in the distance a roaring thunder
Hope it is all but the storm
Like a blade, a piercing shrick
Cuts through the murmur of the storm
A horse in turmoil and unrest
Beckons with this agonizing call
On the horizon a dark mass takes form
Still in the distance but drawing nearer
The trampling of legions with hooves
Then through the mist leaps a black steed
With a shrick that echoes revenge
Hideous in appearances
The creature and horseman alike
For they bare the mark
Of the realm of the dead
Like a blade, a piercing shrick
Cuts through the murmur of the storm
A horse in turmoil and unrest
Beckons with this agonizing call
Now revlealed by the fog
A legion of wolf coated men
Tune is at hand for the fetching
He, the masked one is here this night
Circling above the mortals
The mass of the hordes of death
Pillaging the world of the living
Leaving nothing there unspoiled
Like a blade, a piercing shrick
Cuts through the murmur of the storm
A horse in turmoil and unrest
Beckons with this agonizing call
Then as swift as the wind
The dead souls disappear
All is quiet but nothing is the same
He has had his revenge
Herjan - War god
Grimnir - The masked one
Oskorej
Place a cross above your threshold
Watch the heavens as they darken
And as the clouds race across the skies
Wait in silence and pray for the dawn
This night will be long, dark and cold
Hear in the distance a roaring thunder
Hope it is all but the storm
Like a blade, a piercing shrick
Cuts through the murmur of the storm
A horse in turmoil and unrest
Beckons with this agonizing call
On the horizon a dark mass takes form
Still in the distance but drawing nearer
The trampling of legions with hooves
Then through the mist leaps a black steed
With a shrick that echoes revenge
Hideous in appearances
The creature and horseman alike
For they bare the mark
Of the realm of the dead
Like a blade, a piercing shrick
Cuts through the murmur of the storm
A horse in turmoil and unrest
Beckons with this agonizing call
Now revlealed by the fog
A legion of wolf coated men
Tune is at hand for the fetching
He, the masked one is here this night
Circling above the mortals
The mass of the hordes of death
Pillaging the world of the living
Leaving nothing there unspoiled
Like a blade, a piercing shrick
Cuts through the murmur of the storm
A horse in turmoil and unrest
Beckons with this agonizing call
Then as swift as the wind
The dead souls disappear
All is quiet but nothing is the same
He has had his revenge
Herjan - War god
Grimnir - The masked one
Oskorej
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