Like a Last Moan 歌詞

By the rustle of weeds and scratch of the trees This sound got peal like a call for war; Like a last moan filled with rage, Like a thunder and heatlightnings razor Meanwhile, the clouds gone by the wind’s scourge Ran away from celestial meadows To give the clear path for father’s one eye sight, And the forest calmed in reverence. But enemies vile army with devastating step Still marched onwards through the mountains dales And unstoppable was their greed to bring death, Bring forth havoc, disaster and grief. And lonely heroes that stood fearless To fight against that force pathways - All were burnt in rapacious wild flames And rain washed their ashes away. And grimnir stared down onto mountains and cliffs, Onto plateau valleys scorched to dust And then proclaimed his prophecy to the raven, Revealing his mystic unseen visage: «This ancient land, forests and woods, Steppes and river rapids Shall be abandoned by disasters and tortures Just when honor becomes a brother of blood!» A voice faded down, and just rumble of stones That fell down from the steep crags - It echoed long with waterfalls laments, But some later became quiet too…