Iuvenes

Riddle Of Steel

Iuvenes


Intently I watch 
The sacred fire on my 
Weather beaten face 
I feel it's glow 
My hand gives steel 
The shape of the sword 
That will turn my son 
into a hero 
Scops will praise him in 
their legends 
Bards will praise him in their songs 
Eagles will wield it 
To high skies 
The day has come for 
My son to learn 
The riddle of steel 
The day when his fate is done 
When the heritage is 
Given to him 

I swear by all our gods and by their 
Holy laws that I shall obey the 
Discipline of steel whose 
Secret i've learnt from you your words 
Will make me strong should weakness 
Or doubt arise I turn my eyes 
To the overwhelming majesty 
Of the snowy peaks stabbing gloomy 
Clouds my fathers sword in my hand 

The blood sears in my veins 
By my heritage by my legacy to you my father 
I swear to guard the secret of steel that 
Fills warrior's heart with might 
Oh father that called me to this 
World should this be your will 
I'll obey 
This proves how worthy I am 
Oh my ancestors glory and fame 
Thunder behind me glory ahead 
Nothing can drag me away from the gods' path 
Shown by my father for I am the man 
Whose heart is the heart of steel