The Returne - Stormwarrior

The Returne - Stormwarrior
Heede the chante of the foreste
I feele his breathe
In the wistful wynde
Threefolde three nights on the tree
I seek his gaze
In the well of wyrd
Don't query the signes don't question thy sanity
But knowe what thou wielde compassion or steele
You'll threefolde
Receive
We will returne to the culte of the anciente one
We have awaken the lorde of the slaine
We will returne to the culte of the one ey'd
One
And our queste hath only just begun we will returne returne
They tamper'd with places of powere
Usurper's shrine in our
Sacred hills
Unbroken we stande like the will of the lande oh
Beware thy reckoninge
Oh followe the trothe the weave of our destiny
But knowe what thou wielde compassion or steele you'll threefolde
Recieve
We will returne to the culte of the anciente one
We have awaken the lorde of the slaine
There will be a seconde cominge of the elder waye
And our queste hath only just begun we will returne
Once more we shalle awaken his voice
And knowe it more truly than e'er before
Conqure the worlde from inside thyselfe
And his whisper becometh a thunderinge roar
Threefolde three worldes of the tree
Three for the norns weavinge thy wyrd
Threefold three nights on the tree
Knowe what thou wielde you threefolde receive
We will returne to the culte of the anciente one
We have awaken the lorde of the slaine
We will returne to the culte of the one ey'd
One
And our queste hath only just begun
We will returne returne
We will returne returne
We will returne returne
We will returne returne
We will returne returne returne