 Hallstatt lyrics ( Absu )   
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 Rate Hallstatt LyricsArtist : Absu
Song : Hallstatt
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[Lyrical magick: Proscriptor & Equitant,
Musick: Shaftiel & Equitant]
From an empty house...
In take-flight, the grey hawks verged upon a
sunless sky
Wild, whistling winds carried them sorely, and
sailed them bristly in the same shady sky.
In take-ground, branded the mark of hall and
heave; their martyrs never left
2000 years, 2000 urn-burials, 2000 lies have now
been erased.
[Chorus:]
"We'll kneel towards the foyer with our
precious salz!
We'll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave
with calls!
We've whittled the blades of Hallstattian
swords!"
In order to see such a legacy, fire burned with a
past that turned;
Anvils were forged at an early stage, molded as
cats or iarn-leastair.
Ioldanach has spied on this mistery, yet he's
enkindled by the light
With hues of argent lightning and ore of purem
the salt grants them mastery and might.
[Chorus:]
"We'll kneel towards the foyer with our
precious salz!
We'll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave
with calls!
We've whittled the blades of Hallstattian
swords!"
[Bridge:]
Hallstatt
An Salaan
An Bas
[Troid Warrior:]</i> "I see a battle;
I feel the warp-spasm!"
[Ioldanach:]</i> The poised warrior yowls
with blood about his belt.
[Troid Warrior:]</i> "Nothing shall
draw my eyes away..."
[Ioldanach:]</i> His heart stirs
atrociously, now to think.
[Troid Warrior:]</i> "I convey the
names to the planes of Destiny!"
[Ioldanach:]</i> The poised warrior seeks
an ancient seat foe the Stone.
[Troid Warrior:]</i> "Wild, whistling
winds still laugh at my howls!"
[Ioldanach:]</i> These acts of tale-telling
dilate him to hate.
Hallstatt
An Salaan
An Bas
[Pre-Avouchment of Parable:]
The young ones of Hallstatt, and the sky
Silver-ilked spears have been whetted
Vast hilts and sheeny torques of gold;
Crafted from vanquished legacies.
Hallstatt
An Salaan
An Bas
[Avouchment of Parable:]
"Spirit of horsemen and spirit of iron age
acclaim
The fame for 2000 crypts at Hallstatt!"
[Solo(s): Shaftiel]
To an empty home.
In take-flight, the grey hawks verged upon a
sunless sky
Wild, whistling winds carried them sorely, and
sailed them
bristly in the same shady sky.
In take-ground, branded the mark of hall and
heave; their martyrs never left
2000 years, 2000 urn-burials, 2000 lies have now
been erased.
"We'll kneel towards the foyer with our
precious salz!
We'll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave
with calls!
We've whittled the blades of Hallstattian
swords!"
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