[ti:the sword]
[ar:bathory ]
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[00:56]This sword of steel that I hold in my hand
[01:02]Ore of this mountain. A sword of this land.
[01:07]Made for a king when the elders were young.
[01:13]To guard us and to guide us in an age since long gone.
[01:24]A sword to protect the peace in troubled times.
[01:26]A sword made to battle and to take a life.
[01:29]This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.
[01:32]Here among the mountains and snow.
[01:35]This sword will be one with me. Body and soul.
[01:40]All of me will be delivering each blow.
[01:46]Slung on my back. Oh it's powers I feel.
[01:51]I can hardly wait to try it's steel.
[02:02]A sword to protect the peace in troubled times.
[02:05]A sword made to battle and to take a life.
[02:08]This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.
[02:11]Here among the mountains and snow.
[02:13]Behold it's sharp beauty. Just look at it's shine.
[02:16]This sword was forged in fire and ice.
[02:19]This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.
[02:21]Here among the mountains and snow.
[02:25]Now I am ready
[02:31]To let this old sword sing again.
[02:46]Atop a snowcovered hill...
[02:50]Just before sunset...
[02:55]"Waiting atop a snowcovered hill, the two standing silent, facing the
[03:00]sunset in the west. The one eyed old man mumbling strange words into the
[03:05]cold air. The haze spreading fast across the purple and blue vault. The
[03:10]winds taking up speed, bending the trees down the valley, throwing the snow
[03:15]crystals up and against the mountainside into gigantic sparkling clouds
[03:20]high in the sky. The voice of the one eyed old man becoming stronger. The
[03:25]words now spoken with increased intensity as if he was calling someone or
[03:30]something. And so a hazy white figure appears on the horizon, blazing
[03:35]across the sky with the speed of the winds... a part of the wind. A horse
[03:40]as white as snow, galopping across the mist, its eight hooves blistering
[03:45]like bolts of lightning. The one eyed old man crying out loud in the blaze
[03:50]to him, to take its reins and not to let go.
[03:55]And thus he had been given The Stallion..."