I - Between Two Worlds

I ride a wind of no return

My soul is cold my mind burns

I ride my fate with all my hate

This is my search this is my state

I ride a storm of no reverse

My spirit's dark this is my curse

I journey fast this time won't last

My fate is sealed there's no reveal

The storm I ride,again and again

A soul on ice

The storm I ride until the end

I ride a war that's on my own

My will is strong I bow to none

I am my fate I breathe my hate

Into your soul you're in the cold

The storm I ride,again and again

A soul on ice

The storm I ride until the end

It's a great day for fire

It's a great day for wrath

It's a warrior's desire

Ride down the mountainside

Blinding days on the desert

Blinding sun in my eyes

Mighty cities before us

Ride with your heads held high

Hungry hordes rode the sands

Into the open fire

I ride through savage lands

For victory and desire

Steel glimpse - waving spears

This hunger's constantly

Passing through the endless world

Where great warriors sleep

From the mountainous regions

Awakens the day

Shining armours and horses

Head to the battleflields

It's a great day for fire

It's a great day for wrath

A man's fate is his own

The world's at an end

Clear sights through the depths I ride

Inside my mind the thoughts I hide

I ought to bear my existence

And burn to be...

The visions that was brought to me

Not different from my fantasy

Between two worlds I am

Quested not to be

I ride beyond the realms of the past

I see the sights of what won't last

From the blinding daylight

To the utter dark

The golden winter blows a breeze

Not different from my fantasies

Dark and light far in sight

Quested not to be

Too long I have dwelled in the shadows

Too long I have slept in the shades

Too long I have searched the desires

Release me so I can awake

Stone cold in the soul

With nothing to return to

Between two worlds

Between two worlds

Clear sights through the depths I ride

Inside my mind the thoughts I hide

I ought to bear my existence

And burn to be...

The visions that was brought to me

Not different from my fantasies

Between two worlds I am

Quested not to be

Along the mighty mountainsides

Fog creeps beneath the tops

A winding climb upon steep mountains

To where the glacial tongue becomes my path

Upon the mighty mountains heights

These plateaus of my dreams

I am at the greatest sight of all

To where the glacial arms reach for me

Highest mountains hear my call

To you I'll guide myself

The time has come for me to reach

I'm brough too far to turn

Tops that seem unreachable

Tower in the sky

Horizon to horizon

On platforms yield with wind

Mountains of ice calm in my sight

Platforms built by wind

Mountains of ice calm in my sight

Platforms built for kings

Along the mighty mountainsides

Fog creeps beneath the tops

A winding climb upon steep mountains

To where the glacial tongue becomes my path

Highest mountains hear my call

To you I'll guide myself

The time has come for me to reach

I'm brough too far to turn

Far beyond the quiet

Where the gods no longer reign

The ice once formed the landscapes

Into mountainsides and stains

Many miles to walk here

Still so many miles to stalk

A place to be remembered

Still the story is untold

Waiting for the darkness

Lights are soon to disappear

Black clouds in the horizon

Drift away in the open air

A man stands on the hillside

Watching the blackened sky

Memorizing times from another age

Now make his soul and spirit glance like fire

See the ravens fly there

Circling in the storm

Hidden from the new world

Where the spiritless are born

Watching from his mountain

Stands a man who knows his fate

He who brought the legends

And became a god himself

Far beyond the stillness

Where the gods no longer reign

The ice once formed the landscapes

Into mountainsides and stains

The wisdom from the Dark age

He brought forward to tell

The lenghtening in his spirit

Strong he carried his own fate

One man rode the way through the woods

Down to Asa bay

Where dragon ships had sailed to sea

More times than one could say

To see with own eyes the wonder

People told of from man to man

The God of all almightyness

Had arrived from a foreign land

The rumours told of a man

Who had come from the other side the seas

Carrying gold cross around neck in chain

And spoke in strange tongue of peace

He had come with strange men in armour

Dressed in purple shirts and lace

Smelling not of beer but flowers

And with no hair in face

And the bold man carrying cross

Had told all one of Asa bay

The God of all man woman child had come

To them all save

And to thank Lord of Heaven

One should build to God a house

And to save one's soul from Hell

One should be baptised and say vows

A man of pride with the Hammer told new God

To build his house on own

And spoke loud of the Gods of their fathers

Not too long time gone

The rumours said the man with a beard like fire

And the Hammer in chain

By men in armour silenced was and by

Their swords was slain

Those who did not pay the one coin

Of four to man of new God

Whipped was twenty and put in chains then locked

By their neck to the log [To the log...]

And so all of Asa bay did build

A house of the cross

Every hour of daylight they did sweat

Limbs ached because faith does cost

And on the day two hundred

There it stood white to the sky

The house of the God of the cross

Big enough to take two dragon ships inside

And all of Asa bay did watch

The wonder raise to the sky

Now must the God of the cross be pleased

And satisfied

Just outside the circle of the crowd

One old man did stand

He looked across the waters

And blotted the sun out of his eyes with one hand

And his old eyes could almost see

The dragon ships set sail

And his old ears could almost hear

Men of great numbers call out Oden's hail

And though he did know already

Though he turned face towards sky

And whispered silent words forgotten

Spoken only way up high

Now this house of a foreign God does stand

Now must they leave us alone

Still he heard from somewhere in the woods

Old crow of wisdom say

...people of Asa land, it's only just begun...