Bem-vindos!

Bons amigos, valorosos guerreiros da espada e da magia, nobres bardos e todos aqueles com quem tiver o prazer de cruzar meu caminho nesta valorosa, emocionante e por vezes trágica jornada em que me encontro! É com grande alegria e prazer que lhes dou as boas-vindas, e os convido a lerem e compartilharem comigo as crônicas e canções que tenho registradas em meu cancioneiro e em meu diário...Aqui, contarei histórias sobre valorosos heróis, batalhas épicas e grandes feitos. Este é o espaço para que tais fatos sejam louvados e lembrados como merecem, sendo passados a todas as gerações de homens e mulheres de coração bravo. Juntos cantemos, levando as vozes daqueles que mudaram os seus destinos e trouxeram luz a seus mundos a todos os que quiserem ouvi-las!Eu vos saúdo, nobres aventureiros e irmãos! Que teus nomes sejam lembrados...
(Arte da imagem inicial por André Vazzios)

Astreya Anathar Bhael

segunda-feira, 14 de fevereiro de 2011

Uma elegia aos espíritos caídos...


Eis uma pequena homenagem a semana dos paladinos caídos dos Salões de Valhalla e aos acontecimentos que se desenrolam entre uma alma corrompida e um príncipe élfico...




Battlefield - Blind Guardian

It cannot be seen
but there's blood on the green
only god knows I'm innocent
take me, take me home
a dark seed reigns in me
like the storm rules over the sea
i challenge thee, do not cross
the bridge alone

Don't dare me now
the threatening shadow will pass by
they're getting closer now
open your eyes
wake up my dear young friend
and hate shall fade away

I will not move, yet
I'll stand still, instead

There on the battlefield he stands
down on the battlefield he's lost
and on the battlefield it ends

War and anger shall reign
the clash of iron can be heard
by blindness you're driven insane
I'm lost in anguish and grief
sorrow won't wane 'til you die
a shattered body deeply hurt
and darkness will cover the light
it's gone forevermore

The field's been left in sorrow
the father and the son
they're gone

The sun shines bright
and anger rises
lorn and lonely
torn apart
don't you think
it's time to stop now
we were charmed and fooled by the old serpent's kiss

Let's pray
that heaven is on our side
through violence and horror
shall honour arise

So let's pray
and blessed shall be our leader
we follow the noble and bright

Don't you hear me crying
crying
come take me away
I hallow thy name

there on the battlefield he stands
down the battlefield he's lost
and on the battlefield it ends

war and anger shall reign
the clash of iron can be heard
by blindness you're driven insane
I'm lost in anguish and grief
sorrow won't wane 'til you die
a shattered body deeply hurt
and darkness will cover the light
it's gone forevermore

that's what the minstrel sing
join in the horrible screams
take part in murderous deeds
reowned be the lion-hearted
join in the minstrelsy
wailing in endless grief
it eagerly longs for more

broken bodies lay on the ground

blood sheds all over the place
the green will be stained forever
and hate reigns all over the field
they keep struggling on in anger

fiercely intense
outrageous, too blind to see
and in pain they keep on singing
we claim the landfor the highlord
god bless the land and our highlord

war and anger shall reign
the clash of iron can be heard
by blindness you're driven insane
I'm lost in anguish and grief
sorrow won't wane 'til you die
a shattered body deeply hurt
and darkness will cover the light
it's gone forevermore

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