Lyrics:
Anglo Saxon

lip and the head yeah, the anglo-saxons yeah, the anglo-saxons a sub-literate bunch of guys, though some sources say otherwise. yeah, the anglo-saxons

lip and the head yeah, the anglo-saxons yeah, the anglo-saxons a sub-literate bunch of guys, though some sources say otherwise. yeah, the anglo-saxons

In drinking spirits, the ancestors sing many songs, of which this is one.... This is a story of what we often call warriors Where I've gone now I have

Screech the ghouls of deepest wynter The wolves howl as I prowl the perimetre Cursed with Negative maegen wounds We search our servile souls. Tears

Of an experience in a heathen wood. A line of fire Flickers on mist enshrouding knees Hooded carriers of torches file Through the dark and twisted trees

After a short piece of music, a story is told of runes and the magic of Wyrd. Gifts are exchanged to fortify old bonds. It hailed so fast We could not