Ursus - Vredehammer

Hear the sounds of the ravens call

Bringing word that a child is coming

As the stories once foretold

One will fulfill the prophecy

Underneath a moonlit sky

Where the hooded priests are gathered

By the dancing fire light

Chanting in unknown tongues…

Of old!

With the birth the mourning came

Rivers dry and soil turned rotten

Empty seas abandoned ground

Under the curse we all…

Will!

Fall!

Ursus!

Ursus

Tread the mountains of the north

Ursus

Undefeated on his throne

Ursus

Found in stories of the old

Ursus

Ancient walker of the stone

From the very start seducted by the giant shapes

Casting shadows on the graveyard where the elders…

Lay!

And as the seasons pass by

The prophecy is brought to life

As written by an unknown hand

The little child becomes a man

This once spelled curse we can’t deny

We merely watch our kinsmen die

And finally it’s understood

This boy is not of human…

Blood!

Ursus!