The Mountains Rove Lyrics
Carving shame on the tender shieldsOn my path I wandered highAcknowledged beneath the skyThe hate I carried, recalling why!I walked towards the rising AutumnAnd cursed the summerwith the promis of a WinterWhere my foes will quiver in frostA circeling saga, not forever lostI came from the utter fieldsCarving shame on the tender shieldsOn my path I wandered highDeclaring war beneath the skyThe hate I carried, boiling within!I mounted all the hills my eyes could countAnd roved wherever the sun escaped sightI drifted from the deepest tarnTill I saw my saw my name in aruinic signGraven soo deep in the crystal barkOf a lodge I sojourned years agoCrying war beneath the sky
Borknagar The Mountains Rove
