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1.	Hannibal 08:32	lyrics	buy track
Hannibal Across the sea his ships set sail The wind was sharp as dagger’s blade Heart cold and dreadful, mind contemplating The thoughts of vengeance and of conquest The frozen Alps, with many hardships To challenge his unyielding army His voice is roaring through the air: Endure, withstand, don’t turn away! The mountain pass is steep and deadly And savage blizzards blind the eyes From cliffs, the men and elephants are falling Their bones will freeze for centuries! Hamilcar Barca, the Suffet of Carthage, ordered his servants to summon his son to swear a solemn and terrible oath against the Roman enemies: When I come to age, I shall pursue the Romans with fire and sword and enact again the doom of Troy. The gods shall not stop my career, nor the treaty that bars the sword, neither the Alps nor the Tarpeian rock. I swear to this purpose by the divinity of our native god of war, and by the shade of Elissa. The son of Baal will turn the tide Against the Jaws of Roman wolf His legacy is graced with pride His star of fortune glowing bright The new day brings the rays of sun Upon the armor, horses, weapons Make haste, the lines must close! The wolf awaits, his fangs are sharpened The fight was hard and many died The wolf was beaten, yet unbroken Withdraw he must, his country calling To fall with him, to dust, to ruin… The jaws of wolf have turned the tide Against the son of Baal so mighty Yet in their nightmares Romans shiver Of dreadful name of Hannibal!
2.	The Longships Are Burning 06:54	lyrics	buy track
The Longships are Burning The longships are burning and the flames go up high To the sky the smoke rises, and memories turn to ash The waves are silently mourning the fallen and lost Forgotten in foreign lands, not praised in the sagas The longships are burning and the age draws to a close Burning together with their gods, the heroes of old Deeds of valor and of cruelty are engraved in the rune stones Fading as the years pass, gnawed by the rain and the wind The longships are burning and shadows of fire are dancing Seen from afar upon the cold waters of darkness The black mountains stand guard to this funeral And the ghosts of the past howling among their spires The longships are burning, and soon it will all end A sorrowful parting, a fatal knowing of destiny Still grief is greeted with laughter, bravery not forsaken The glowing embers sink down but the song is lifted to skies!