Hiraeth - Red Cain

Veles gazes east

Fire burns his eye

The wolf has no master

Except his savage pride

Where have they gone, the ring of steel

The glory of our fathers

In svarga’s halls yet burn

The fires of the Sun

Ho, Europa

Carpathian cold

The empires that have risen

The stories we have told

Father in the night, come take us up

Into the skies of old

The hunting horns, they call

They call us home

Into the lair of the beast

Through the Siberian Yule

Forests of sorcerous light

There we rule

Can you hear us?

Until our blood is cold

Can you see us?

The horns will call us home

Can you hear us?

Until the night breaks day

And Mara’s serenade

Is calling out our names

We fight

Veles gazes east

Fire burns his eye

Your time has not yet come, my friend

To fall upon his scythe

So burn

And rise, and be released

Into the skies so blue

Into our ancient war

And our verses true

Can you hear us?

Until our blood is cold

Can you see us?

The horns will call us home

Can you hear us?

Until the night breaks day

And Mara’s serenade

Is calling out our names

We fight