Goresleeps - Gwin, King Of Norway lyrics
rate meCome, kings, and listen to my song:<br />
When Gwin, the son of North, <br />
Over the nations of the North<br />
His cruel sceptre bore; <br />
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The nobles of the land did feed<br />
Upon the hungry poor; <br />
They tear the poor man's lamb, and drive<br />
They needy from their door... <br />
<br />
Mordred the giant roused himself<br />
From sleeping in his cave; <br />
He shook the hills, and in the clouds<br />
The troubled banners wave.<br />
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Beneath them rolled, like tempests black, <br />
The numerous sons of blood; <br />
Like lion's whelp, roaring abroad, <br />
Seeking their nightly food... <br />
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From tower to tower the watchmen cry, <br />
'O Gwin, the son of North, <br />
Arouse thyself! the nations black<br />
Like clouds, come rolling o'er! <br />
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And now the raging armies rushed<br />
Like warring mighty seas; <br />
The heavens are shook with roaring war, <br />
The dust ascends the skies! <br />
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Earth smokes with blood, and groan and snakes<br />
To drink her children's gore, <br />
A sea of blood; nor can the eye<br />
See to the trembling shore!... <br />
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Now death is sick, and riven men<br />
Labour and toil for life; <br />
Steed rolls on steed, and shield on shield, <br />
Sunk in this sea of strife! <br />
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The god of war drunk with blood; <br />
The earth doth faint and fail; <br />
The stench of blood makes sick the heavens; <br />
Ghosts glut the throat of hell! <br />
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O what have kings to answer for<br />
Before that awful throne; <br />
When thousand deaths for vengeance cry, <br />
And ghosts accusing groan! <br />
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Like blazing comets in the sky<br />
That shake the stars of light, <br />
Which drop like fruit unto the earth<br />
Throe the fierce burning night; <br />
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Like these did Gwin and Mordred meet, <br />
And the first blow decides; <br />
Down from the brow unto the breast<br />
Mordred his head divides! <br />
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Gwin fell: the songs of Norway fled.<br />
All that remained alive; <br />
The rest did fill the vale of death, <br />
For them the eagles strive...
