Letra de The Messenger - Bathory

Clear was the sky : now storm clouds are forming
the sun disc was high : the dusk came too soon
sighted : a forest of masts and sails
ride swift yee messenger : the word must get through
Carry the news to the villages westward
Asa Bay is under attack
light the signal fires along the shoreline
sound the bugle : upon us is the storm
Ride up the coast : sound the alarm
the enemy fleet soon to land
women and children to the hill : the enclosure
to the shore every brave able hand
Sons of ours afar in foreign land
their swords will be missed on this fateful day
brother of Eigil : who set sail for Vinland
with Torgeir the strong and Ashur the brave
Upon us the storm : the twilight was sudden
the clear sunny day : now bitterly cold
may the Gods be all with us : and fate by us stand
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let the livestock all run and bury your gold
The messenger riding swift through the forest
crossing the wide open plains
carrying the news of the storm : the fleet fast approaching
to arms all : defend Asa Bay
Clear was the sky : now storm clouds are forming
the sun disc was high : the dusk came too soon
now restless the waves : unruly the sea
red are the sails : may the message get through
Now dark is the sky : the storm clouds assembled
the enemy fleet soon to land
in the dark grey haze glimmering sharp steel is drawn
the swelling sails nearer now : stand and fight every man
Ride through the forest : past mountains and creeks
upon us is fire and doom
carry me : run swift : my good able steed
the news of the storm must get through