Misdeeds Of Faith - Winterfylleth

Forward went they, with weapons drawn

Swiftly under linden-shields

Fervent were the fierce to battle

When for their blessed one did serve

Strong were they with hostile craft

Men hell-prone, with wounding rage

With steadfast faith and soulful mind

Drove through the heathens striking blows

Then a voice from high was heard

Wondrously under the skies

The sound of a prophetic word

Emboldens they in evil bonds

That then shall come among the hordes

Hand-warfare, through spear grips might

Send forth his spirit and so come hither

To pave their way in deeds of spite

Strong were they with hostile craft

Men hell-prone, with wounding rage

With steadfast faith and soulful mind

Drove through the heathens striking blows

Then a voice from high was heard

Wondrously under the skies

The sound of a prophetic word

Emboldens they in evil bonds

«Guardian of the world

Keep my mind firmly fixed

Father of all

Bright giver of life

I pray that thou appoint me not

Amongst these guilty ones

And spare my soul

As shall I do thy will»