Anglo Saxon Heathen Metal
Beyond the Fells
Full Length
28th May, 2021
Self-Released
-Track Listing-
Total: 54 minutes, 4 seconds
-Album Lore-
Beyond the Fells aims to immerse the listener completely, from start to finish, transporting them to a time of myth and magic, swords and spears, old, ruined castles and forbidden forests.
Beyond the Fells was written, recorded and produced between 2017 & 2021 by Hæðenwulf.
Mixed and mastered by Hæðenwulf at The Olden Grove, 2021.
Logo and album design by Hæðenwulf (original artwork by Sidney Richard Percy, 1822 – 1886).
Beyond the Fells
-Lyrics-
I - Across the Waves
Behold the ships of might and doom
As they cross the ring of the land
Raging on across the waves
Through thunder and darkness they fare
They sail across the vast open seas
To conquer the lands beyond the mist
Towards the west the ships of war sail
Seeking the kingdoms of legends and gold
Shrouded in mystery these islands do beckon those hungry for the spoils of war
Great warriors from a land far in the north
Have heard tales of riches and wealth
For all this we have heard of this mighty land
Of dragons and druids
Of valleys and streams
Far to the west we must sail to plunder and pillage to burn and destroy
Fire!
As fire rains down from the sky and burns all in its path
And death and destruction ravage the land
The hands of doom shall reap the harvest of blood
Swords held fast, archer’s eyes keen
May your arrows strike true and your blades strike clean
Blood paints the ground as the sound of steel echoes for miles around
A chorus of agony, pain and death soars through the air as arrows fly
These warriors of this island, hardened they are, do not seem afraid to die
As the battle raged on more were put to the sword and all hope for the invaders had died
Our defences are strong, our hearts are true and our warriors are both fearless and brave
Today is the day our enemies shall fall by axe, by arrow, by blade!
Now victorious they stand, these warriors of old, on these ancient islands eternal
II - Beneath the Ancient Sky
Into battle we will march
Towards our foes, over hills
And through the valleys we shall tread
To fight and die beneath the ancient sky
To the fields of death we will ride
When the maiden of the heavens
Rides above and shines her light upon us
We will make haste for the paths of old
With swords in our hands and shields by our sides
March now on towards our foes
To fight and die beneath the ancient sky
Far beyond the horizon, the golden hall awaits you, way up high
Now the fire in the sky burns bright
Fast we ride for the hill fort by oak trees surrounded
Ride! Ride on brothers for our enemy awaits beyond the walls and the palisades
Hear the horns sound as we approach the battleground
And the drums of war pound fear into the hearts of our foes
Hear the battle cry loud the sound of the Saxon warrior
Victory is ours for Woden is on our side
“It is here, on this day, that we fight for our freedom.
These lands are ours - our heathen lands beneath the ancient sky.
And may they never fall!
Hail to Woden!
Hail!”
Beneath the ancient sky!
We fight!
And go on...
III - Beyond the Fells
As darkness descends
I cast my eyes
Across the land
To mountains high
An eagle flies free
As the skies open wide
From pale heights
On wings of glory
A spirit awakens
With the touch of the ground
The sound of the wind
And the sight of the sea
Primeval forces
Set ablaze once again
The ancient fire burns
From deep within
I hear the call
The call of the wild
Whispers eternal
Echo through time
Immortal soul
Of ages now past
I heed your call
And gather my might
Towers of stone
Figures of death
Aspects of doom
Lifeless monstrosities
Great chains of iron
As the wolf I will destroy
Enslavement no longer
For it is freedom I choose
Landscapes of fire
Landscapes of iron
Desolation and chaos
Dark realms of despair
Beyond these grim borders
I must depart
I must away
Beyond the fells
Beyond the mountains
Beyond the hills
There lies my freedom
The land of my forebears
For the journey ahead
Sure is my will
And brave is my heart
By moonlight I depart
Across the dark
My steed rides true
Fearless and proud
Noble and sound
There in the distance
The mountain peaks rise
As does the moon
Way up high
Over the mountains
I must now pass
Through darkness I ride
Still led by the call
On this cold night
The fire burns bright
Onwards I go
Through darkness I ride
Faces of stone
The watchers above
Guardians eternal
Ancient and proud
Standing so mighty
For ages now past
Ruling the lands
Wild and free
Spirits of the mountain
Show me the way
Along hidden paths
And old roads abandoned
Guide me, oh wise ones
On this my quest
For I am returning
As the morning dawns
I now cast my eyes
From the mountains high
Far across the land
As the eagles fly
Carried by the wind
From their lofty heights
I can hear their call
This - my destiny
To be wild and free
In the woods of old
And the fields of the bold
Thunder cracks the sky
As my heart beats loud
Woden calls my name
Now my path is clear
IV - Seeress
Instrumental
V - Runes Ye Shall Find
There I hung, up high above the world
Nine long nights, wind-swept, cold
Pierced by spear, blood against bark
A sacrifice to Woden
To myself
Deep down below,
I peered into the depths
Into darkness, into gloom
I saw the runes,
Screaming, I took them
And to the earth, again
I fell
Champion I became of the nine spells
And that precious mead I drank
I became wise
A word lead to a word
A song to a song
And a deed to a deed
Runes ye shall find
On carven staves,
Runes ye shall find
By (the) immortal gods made
Runes ye shall find
By the Old Sage brought unto thee
Follow the path to the gods
And find your runesThere I hung, up high above the world
Nine long nights, wind-swept, cold
Pierced by spear, blood against bark
A sacrifice to Woden
To myself
Deep down below,
I peered into the depths
Into darkness, into gloom
I saw the runes,
Screaming, I took them
And to the earth, again
I fell
Champion I became of the nine spells
And that precious mead I drank
I became wise
A word lead to a word
A song to a song
And a deed to a deed
Runes ye shall find
On carven staves,
Runes ye shall find
By (the) immortal gods made
Runes ye shall find
By the Old Sage brought unto thee
Follow the path to the gods
And find your runes
VI - Of Wolf & Blood
I am the wolf
Born of sorrow
The child of grief
Master of the night sky - my fate
Abomination, my name
Blood-feast, my vengeance
Ravening
Through the dark fens of nothingness
I hunt!
Doom tails my shadow
As I stalk the land
Predator supreme
Nothing can escape my wrath
Open the gates to my realm of blood
My kingdom of fire!
The sun will die
The moon will fade
The father shall pass (into the dark)
The maiden shall weep
The heart will bleed
The beast will fall
The spear shall pierce
And blood shall flow
The child will return
Now my doom has come
In dark wolven form
On these fields of un-making
(And though) I must face my end
Fearless, I go on
For I know that here
I shall stand once more
Into caverns deep
Great halls, old and dark
By the Elder Tree
I shall await my return
In the fiery fields of fate
I now face the beast
To release the soul eternal and bring forth my dawn
By sword, by spear
I pierce the heart
I rend the jaws and slay the wolf
Vengeance in blood now complete
The wolf is dead
I am the son
By the blood of my fathers
I have returned
And I am reborn - eternally!
Anglo Saxon Heathen Metal
