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Battle on the Norse Mountains (Zemial)

Swords and armours Shine under the rays of a fading Sun Spikes on wrist Leather, strapped on hand Axes shine bright Chain with a hammer, on neck Swords held up high And voices hail thy name Odin! Odin, guide my sword! Two ravens appear from the eternal grey sky And the fight begins, all men fight proud The axe and sword tear limbs, shields crack The field turns red (many); men bite the black earth Not far away, ten dragon ships draw near Egir gazes from the depths and creates a storm By the time the ten dragon ships came ashore And the men ran to the Black Mountains Mani, rose, and reigned his time in cold The dagger falls, Great Serpent hear our call The Dragon's breath lies thick into the night Naked we dance, we the wolves on the frost: Now swords and armours, Shine under the light of the freezing Moon The mountains are darkened, Fires burn on the top of the hills (and mountains) An old man with beard a grey Walked towards the camp of banner black And told the men to praise their Gods And back into the dark he walked Mani passed the throne to Sol And night became a day again! Two men in clothes all black Stood on the highest peak of the mountain and gazed below An eight legged black stallion one rode Two ravens flew towards the field When Mani rose and reigned again The wolves sung a lament, it was done "The battle was ours, no man shall take this land"