Life On The Glorys Blade - Alkonost

War Is Closed By Us - Alkonost War is closed by us Warriors die nearby They defend their lands From those who trespassed Take your sword and bow and arrows Sadd

Years Of Prophecy - Alkonost Years of prophecy Dreams or truthful stories. Might of ancestry behind Is it fabulous tale, or maybe just myth What we must sing Ab

Sun Shine Our Land - Alkonost I'm coming back in to bright lands From the past times sleeping in darkness "Stop your roaming", call the fathers Who keep the Tim

My Last Day - Alkonost Here came that day The last day of my existence Sing me your calming song, Wind, which waves over woods I am following you In ghostly dre

Who was here born Between two worlds In forests hug And haze of steppes That from childhood Scarcely grew up With sword unfailing will Unite his life As forefat