Turisas - Among Ancestors

A peaceful grove, In treetops above the whisper of the wind It echoes over fields, over endless wilderness You close your eyes and there you are Among your ancestors They greet you, Welcomed to enter the war For freedom of their heirs Over the battlefields, bearing the strongest shields Our fathers rode Through the thickest brakes, Armed with the sharpest stakes To none they bowed The Northern blow cuts through your skin As swells beat your vessel The open sea surrounding seems dark and cold You wonder why men around You sit quiet for themselves Staring into the darkness... They know what awaits them there It is victory, or death The calm Baltic Sea Reflects the first morning sunbeams A rosy-fingered dawn over the seas, An illusion of peace Straight ahead a palisade steep The time has come, "Hit the beach!" Over the battlefields, bearing the strongest shields Our fathers rode Through the thickest brakes, Armed with the sharpest stakes To none they bowed A peaceful grove, In treetops above the whisper of the wind It echoes over fields, over endless wilderness You close your eyes and there you are Among your ancestors They greet you welcome to enter the war For the freedom of their heirs At last, the moment you've been waiting for Now it's time to fight or fall The enemy line getting closer and closer You distinguish his eye-whites And pull your sword..."Strike!" You see your blade cut off his head Another father ends up dead No time to think who will miss him at nights Another slash and someone's husband dies See the fear in their eyes "Their lines are scattered, hunt them down!" None were left alive to tell their wives