Lindisfarne Lyrics
As if God's paradise never lostNone could foresee the silent (approaching) chill(in the shape of raging heathens)Through Durham monks experienced at high costMartyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attackNo shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their backLindisfarne, Odin rides!Lindisfarne, down in flames!Lindisfarne, Odin rides!Lindisfarne, down in flames!Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attackNo relic left untouchedHear the sound of the Norsemans laughterBehold their rise, sacred loot on their backSaint Cuthbert lowering the headThe head for Odins sonsLindisfarne, Odin rides!Lindisfarne, down in flames!Odin.... rides over the Nordland againOdin.... rides over the Nordland again!Desecration of the holy island!All heaven and earth were stillAs if God's paradise never lostThrough Durham monks experienced at high costLindisfarne, down, down in flames!Saint Cuthbert lowering the headThe head for Odins sonsAs for now the heathen still prevailsPagan warriors mocking GodWitness their fury, hear the victory hailsHear the victory hails!!!Lindisfarne, Odin rides!Lindisfarne, down in flames!Lindisfarne, Odin rides!Lindisfarne, down in flames!Lindisfarne, down, down in flames!
Ancient Rites Lindisfarne
