Slechtvalk - A Call In The Night lyrics
[Slechtvalk - A Call In The Night lyrics]
Cold sharp hail is blown into my
Face by a stormy wind
I take shelter in a small wooden
Church near the black woods
A choir sings some songs of praise
And worship for their lord
For a little while it makes me
Forget the sorrow I am in
"In distress we call to thee
We await thy return
For the forces of evil are closing in upon us
But with thy help we can
Live beyond our lives' end
Oh Lord accept our gratitude
For thy sacrifice"
I hear a call in the distance, it startles me
For it seems like the call of a dying man
I ascend my horse
As we leave our shelter to
Challenge the raging storm
I hear the shrieks of a falcon from
Within the fog ahead of us
Amazed to hear a falcon's shriek
In this time of year
I ride towards the branch on
Which the falcon sit's
I feel a cold shiver as I enter
The forest in search of this man
With the falcon as my guide
And a bastard sword at my side
A strange feeling that makes me a bit
Sick tells me I am near
The source of the horrible scream
Which I heard a short while ago
The slain body of a warrior
Is what I find here
It looks a bit familiar but I
Cannot seem to grasp it
Death takes even the best of us
Away from the world of the living
I wonder what the cause was
For the death of this man
"Dost thou not see the war
That plagues the land
Our enemies gather before our beloved city"
His face carries a strange expression
He seems to have been content
I wonder if there's more to it
Is there a truth in the books of old?
Face by a stormy wind
I take shelter in a small wooden
Church near the black woods
A choir sings some songs of praise
And worship for their lord
For a little while it makes me
Forget the sorrow I am in
"In distress we call to thee
We await thy return
For the forces of evil are closing in upon us
But with thy help we can
Live beyond our lives' end
Oh Lord accept our gratitude
For thy sacrifice"
I hear a call in the distance, it startles me
For it seems like the call of a dying man
I ascend my horse
As we leave our shelter to
Challenge the raging storm
I hear the shrieks of a falcon from
Within the fog ahead of us
Amazed to hear a falcon's shriek
In this time of year
I ride towards the branch on
Which the falcon sit's
I feel a cold shiver as I enter
The forest in search of this man
With the falcon as my guide
And a bastard sword at my side
A strange feeling that makes me a bit
Sick tells me I am near
The source of the horrible scream
Which I heard a short while ago
The slain body of a warrior
Is what I find here
It looks a bit familiar but I
Cannot seem to grasp it
Death takes even the best of us
Away from the world of the living
I wonder what the cause was
For the death of this man
"Dost thou not see the war
That plagues the land
Our enemies gather before our beloved city"
His face carries a strange expression
He seems to have been content
I wonder if there's more to it
Is there a truth in the books of old?