Testi
[Verse 1]
On the wind-swept fjords of Skarn, he stood,
Lachlan bold, with heart of wood,
Bound for lands no map had drawn,
Chasing stars before the dawn.
With twelve strong oars and a raven sail,
His Karve cut through the northern gale,
To seek the runes, to find his fate,
The gods had etched a darker slate.
[Chorus]
O Lachlan, son of frost and flame,
Your saga's sung in Odin’s name,
Beyond the waves, the wyrm shall rise,
Beneath the storm and blood-red skies.
[Verse 2]
Three days out from Skellig's edge,
He crossed the sea-king's ancient pledge,
The ocean stilled, the sky grew black,
A shadow stirred along their track.
Then rose the beast with eyes of coal,
A serpent vast as Fenrir’s soul,
Its roar split sea from boiling foam,
And claimed the deep for its own throne.
[Chorus]
O Lachlan, son of frost and flame,
Your saga's sung in Odin’s name,
Beyond the waves, the wyrm shall rise,
Beneath the storm and blood-red skies.
[Bridge]
Steel met scale in a clash of fate,
Lachlan struck but came too late,
The Karve was torn, the sea ran red,
His brothers lost, his future fled.
Cast ashore on a lonesome stone,
With sword and soul, he stood alone,
The serpent's cry still haunts the breeze,
That coils around the cursed seas.
[Verse 3]
Now on an isle where no man dwells,
He carves his tale in runestone spells,
Waiting for the tide to turn,
Or for the gods to let him burn.
His beard grows long, his voice is hoarse,
He speaks with ghosts and charts new course,
The stars above may yet reveal,
A ship of bone, a helm of steel.
[Final Chorus]
O Lachlan, son of frost and flame,
Your saga’s sung in Odin’s name,
Serpents sleep, but not for long,
Your fate is carved in battle-song.