Below the Lights

Across the scorched fields of fathers land In each step an abyss is built Through misty dreams he touched her hand The boar is dead Its blood is spilt He set his foot on the slopes of far away They'd been asleep when his sun roared He walked through

"Dei for ifra nord Mot ei anna tid Bak låg brende ord Framfor dei ei ny strid Dei såg såg stormar i det fjerne Men haldt fram og beint Inn mot jordas kjerne Frå tidleg mot seint" I see a darkness overwhelming I see that there is no light for me

The Juggler stares To quench the thirst Upon the brow Within the hand It cracks and seeps The seer weeps In flickering light The wounds are served Screams from below A shadow in chains Feverish images told In mirrors of old The eyes they all share In