Wyrd

Huldrafolk

Wyrd


From the depths of the gray 
Marching and singing they came 
A noble ancient folk 
Relic from the days of olde 
These hearts burns with hate 
These eyes cry from shame 
From anger, from pain 
Caused by your sickening ways 
Long forgotten by mortals 
Yet forever they have lurked 
Behind the dread portals 
Beyond the dimensional gates 

Destroy! Ravage! 
We'll put an end to your show 
Kill! Burn! 
Christians, jews, all must go! 

On a dark autumn night, 
Maybe a night just like this? 
When the moon is hidden by frozen shroud 
While humans are sleeping safe and sound 
They march towards your village 
Ready for burning and for pillage 
One by one, the churces aflame 
They'll cleanse the land, burn your world