Warseid - Dragons in the Mist lyrics

On the backs of oak dragons North winds fill our sails The cold black oceans below Thick morning mist our veil A bright light cuts through the fog Fearsome fangs laid bare With howls our shields we pound Charging up on sandy shores No warning they had In temples they hide The new god does nothing When the old ride by our side God save us from these demons of the North Heathen beasts who heed no sacred ground Deliver us from these butchers, O Lord Protect your humble servants You and your god will know our names Sent to him while doused in flames Crosses of gold, martyrs of crimson Against the blaze, all this glistens Overcome with fear and pall Realizing that d**h shall befall Screams of terror rising around As your faith burns to the ground Kinsmen die, all men are mortal Scourge of the sacred, we heathens infernal The deeds are done, violence spared none For reverence they screamed, we heard no pleas Woeful, the overwhelming silence Sullen faces of the fallen Woeful, the overwhelming silence Ashen remnants of the sacred For years we’ve sailed, brothers Ridding this disease Giving ourselves unto ourselves God of deceit No one lives forever All men are mortal Cattle die, kinsmen die Reputation is eternal