One Thousand Years Of Rain Lyrics - In Times - Enslaved

The age of the wolf is the age of the sword 

Son of the earth, father of despair, lurking 

And ever searching to end his thirst 

Strength reborn in the streams of cold blood 

Son of the earth, father of rage, hiding beneath 

And ever smiling when the seed is planted 

Hate paving the streets of gold 

Long gone is the golden grace 

Feeble beats from a frozen heart 

Now glowing eyes in the pale face 

The blind man cries in vain 

Long gone is the light of day 

Searching the borders of sanity 

The children of tomorrow they slay 

Their spirits entombed in rotten soil 

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Son of the earth, father of anxiety, amongst us 

And ever telling the tales of the righteous 

Licking drops of sorrow from the lake of tears 

Son of the earth, father of treason, envy the beauty 

And ever embracing the desperation 

Hiding from the moonbeams, afraid to face the wrath 

Wandering down the icy path 

The sun is dying 

The mother is crying 

No sadness found in the jester's face 

The sun is dying 

The mother is crying 

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Long gone is the golden grace 

Feeble beats from a frozen heart 

Now glowing eyes in the pale face 

The blind man cries in vain 

Long gone is the light of day 

Searching the borders of sanity 

The children of tomorrow they slay 

Their spirits entombed in rotten soil 

The winter is closing in 

Like the grip of a war within 

Absence of light turning flesh to stone 

A cosmic war and you stand alone 

Brother killing brother 

Tales of honor becoming myth 

History written with axes and blood 

The wolf is howling at the gate 

Bræðr munu berjask 

(Ok at) bönum verðask, 

Munu systrungar 

Sifjum spilla 

Leika Míms synir 

(En) mjötuðr kyndisk 

At inu galla Gjallarhorni 

Skelfr Yggdrasils 

Askr standandi 

Ymr it aldna tré 

Hræðask allir 

(Á helvegum) 

(Áðr Surtar þann 

Sefi of gleypir 

Wandering down the icy path 

The sun is dying 

Silent tears won't bring him back 

No sadness found in the jester's face 

The mother is crying 

Breach the walls, relieve the pain, or be left in one thousand years of rain