Текст песни Mystic circle - Hagen Von Tronje
Mystic circle - Hagen Von Tronje слова песни
born with the grace of Odininside the blood of the warriorhe was the lonesome heroand a fighter of king Guntherblack was his armourhis sword was faster than windsunder the sign of the falconhe beats every enemyone eye in his head that showshow many fights he hadand the long scare in his facethat shows how he was injured.his home in the higher northis a place called Tronjeand his gloomy castle is behind storms and ice cold windsthe one and only love he hadwas the beauty Kriemhildhe had sworn to fight for herand to give his livewith Brunhild he made a boundagainst the holy Xanten kingand at the right time he should killthe dragonslayerbut there were other sides in his lifewe talk abouthe were a proud knightmany victories he hadin his whole lifeand no one could destroy Hagens heartin a fight he was to strongall the strenght that he hadwas from Odinand to him he prayed until he died.in the name of Wotan / Hagens soul was fightingon his blackened horse / he rides till he diesEver on the search / of the sin of liveno quite moments / a traveller he wasever on a journey / find a love of livebut his destiny was / ever to stay aloneHagen:"Oh father Odintake my soul up highwhen I`m dead and goneI`ll sit in the walls of Wallhall