Xaos Oblivion - Runeforest

Ancient marks written by blood
On drenched, forsaken ground
Of forefathers dead long ago
Among the old oaken trees
And overwhelming dark forest
Where the whispering sough
Of the nature crowns remember all
Upper large branches like thorns
Cover the time
But now past is not important
This story is about what is now
Is this the fortold Ragnarock
Or maybe a hostile curse
Why have you cut out
The inner temple of nature
Sacred grove violated by the unfamiliar
Falling monuments echo in the sky

What was once great and godlike
Now rot and cover with shame
Demons in dark robes
Hooded preachers, worshiping the dead
Remember their cursed sign
Two crossed lines that spill the blood
Cold in their hearts, no flame of life
Ancient trees for them are nothing more
Than an obstacle to destroy
Far by numbers, with torches and flames
They destroy, shatter and place
And when the shrine of nature falls
Odin in his golden throne sadly weeps

Why they have abandoned us
There are no signs from Asgard
No Valhalla gates open for revenge
No thunder from the clear sky
I need to take things in my old hands
The last rune has been written
Algiz heralding the merciless death
All signs have been spoken
And marked with wise man's blood
Everything is the will of nature now
The spell is cast, the story ends here

I see the fire, I see as they come
And now I'll be gone forever
But now I"ll be gone forever
Illuminated horizon
With shining northern stars
My lying, forest litter
And barrow shall be
The gathering of
Old ancient oaken tress