Eluveitie - Ategnatos (Ategnatos) lyrics

Oh bright sun of the night
I lift my eyes up to thee
Oh ye amber golden light
Let the dark sweep over me
I surrender all to thee when nothing is left

Ategnatos Eluveitie ategnatos Eluveitie
Ategnatos Eluveitie ategnatos Eluveitie

On the winnow fields they beheld the gate
Trembling with fear and afraid to forfeit
Anxiously they clinged to table scrabs
As if to aver their deprivation

And the swine crowed round
The shining lot of pearls

With empty hands the high king reigns
Nothing but light the raven flies

A fool is the slave
Who fears not his fetters
But watches over them with jealousy

On the winnow fields they beheld their lives
Paralysed with fear
In the presence of the Vergobret
So they cherished doctrines of denial
And wallowed in poor men's tales

And the swine crowed round
The shining lot of pearls
Just like the vultures grave cadaveric flesh

With empty hands the high king reigns
Nothing but light the raven flies

With empty hands the high king reigns
Nothing but light the raven flies

Ategnatos Eluveitie ategnatos Eluveitie