Árás Lyrics & Chords By Skálmöld

Night, from the north it grows colder.
Comes over the moors:
The sound of wings, a supernatural army,
their mounts are werewolves.
I rode over my land, rowed out on the fjord.
The ocean was calm, I praised Njord.
In the twilight I looked to the Pass,
what I saw was ugly.
Over the edge came a pitch black army,
I turned the boat and made haste.
Stony wings, a swarm of fangs
and a whine who tore the tranquility.
He cast a shadow, a terrible sight.
An age of axes had begun and the losses were great.
That's how my greatest hope drowned,
all that I loved was killed.
Supposed to defend them, but he was too late.
Behold, no one still lives.
A soiled turf that used to be clean,
everything I owned had collapsed into ruin.
I saw:
my child torn, blooded and scared.
I saw:
my animals slaughtered and eaten.
I saw:
innocent blood flowing over a girl.
I saw:
my family slaughtered, they were so kind.
I saw:
a maiden dying, my two daughters.
I saw:
blood red claws that latched onto them.
I saw:
a withered plant, what did they want?
I saw:
the fiend smiling and heading away.
Walked by the wall,
an immense gap,
hewn hard,
touched by Hel.
A winged danger,
that warg.
His name was mentioned,
I will avenge.
An oath is given, an oath that shall be fulfilled.