Forefather — The Ornamented Sword lyrics

Lyrics

«The Ornamented Sword, Forged on The Anvil,
The Razor Sharp Blade Stained With Blood,
Shears Through The Boar-Crested Helmets of The Enemy.
We Shielded Our Heads In The Fight.,
When Soldiers Clashed on Foot, Slashed At Boar-Crests.
And His Head Was Guarded By The Gleaming Helmet
Which Was To Explore The Churning Waters, Stir Their Depths;
Gold Decorated It, And It Was Hung Around With Chains
As The Weapon-Smith Had Wrought It Long Before,
Wondrously Shaped It And Beset It With Boar Images,
So That Afterwards No Battle-Blade Could Do It Damage"