amberian dawn – field of serpents lyrics
forge thyself a golden ploughshare,
forge the beam and mail of silver.
and then with ease
thou can plough the field of serpents,
plough the field of hissing vipers
-plough the soil of evil hisi!
i’ll hunt thine ancient mother of evil,
hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent
– vilest thing of god’s create
syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator
-this is thine origin!
serpents there of every species,
lempo furrowed it with the white horses
and his ploughshare!
with a beam of flaming iron!
never since has a northern hero
brought this field to cultivation.
i’ll hunt thine ancient mother of evil,
hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent
– vilest thing of god’s create
syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator
-this is thine origin!
get thee hence, thou loathsome monster,
clear the pathway of this hero!
i’ll hunt thine ancient mother of evil,
hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent
– vilest thing of god’s create
syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator
-this is thine origin!
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