Wolves In The Throne Room - Thrice Woven [Full Allbum]

Lyrics to Thrice Woven [Full Allbum] by Wolves In The Throne Room

Tracklist: 01.Born from the Serpent's Eye Lend me your falcon skin Sky traveler Eyes turned upwards Red eggs spill Warships circle Copper shields bedeck Across the green meadows Over the river teeming with spears To the lake of stone Where nothing lives and nothing grows The many worlds below Ungulate with memory and sadness Through fathoms of green gilt enfolding Sanden glider av mina händer Jag söker ett andetag Se på den stjärnan Se på det ljuset Se på mitt hjärta, kallt och mörkt Bort från allt ljus, söker sig vattnet Ner in i djupet, ut i ett hav Noose tightens, hammer falls Thunderheads mount the shore Drenching twin rivers Born from the serpent’s eye 02'The Old ones Are with Us Winter is dying The sun is returning The ice is receding Rivers are flowing The ground will be fertile The seeds they awake The ploughs will be charmed The spirits rejoicing The fires are burning The offerings are given The children are singing The old ones are with us We are becoming The drow command the fires to burn And the wine to flow Wraiths watch in envy Grapes and a chalice of gold Reign under the stars Laughter and song in the night Bring tears to their eyes And my soul thaws In the decadence of night The dead world stirs Here In the halls of Anwyn. The food of the dead lie untouched Four headed dragon Slit eyed Crouched Birthed Ennobling flame The blood flows 03.Angrboda Eagles Invocation of lighting Searing through the flesh Burning away the heartwood Opening purple throated gates Dripping honey comb Elders spawn Flower of youth Under rays of the black sun Mourning drums clash and wail Essence of frankincense Drifts in two directions 04.Mother Owl, Father Ocean Se på ditt hav Se på ditt hav Det består Det förstår Se på ditt hav Se på ditt hav Det förstår Hur du mår Hur du mår Det består 05.Fires Roar in the Palace of the Moon Adorn her shrines with heather Call upon the water of Dannu Skyclad Bile, greatest of oaks Rise with the morning frost Cross the courtyard Cold moss and stone underfoot Born in the winter A maiden by spring Death comes in fall