Lapped In Moonless Centuries
Arcane Grail Lyrics

I've lived with you in thy last days
I spent your last days with you

I saw thy death, I felt the pain
I witnessed your death and felt the pain of losing you

But I'm immortal, I'm a slave
I am immortal, but I still feel bound to you

I found my way in splendid grave
I have found peace in death

I'm lord of earth, I'm god of sword
I have held great power over the earth and wielded the power of swords

I am the master of the world
I have controlled the world

I was a tsar, I was a khan
I was a ruler, I was a conqueror

I won all wars that I began
I emerged victorious from every war I waged

My history is very long
I have lived for a very long time

I've lived through ages but I am still alone
Despite my long life, I am still alone

Well I'll lead thee through the time
I will guide you through time

Across the dismal world of mine
Through my dark and lonely world

I hear the sound of daemonic bell
I hear the sound of a demonic bell

'Tis time to tell thee fabled tale
It is time to tell you a tale

I'll live with you forevermore
I will be with you forever

Though you are only dreamy ghost
Even though you are only a ghostly memory

My heart is full of crystal love
My love for you is pure and strong

My soul is ever lost!
But my soul is still lost without you

But hark 'tis sound of the bell
But listen, the demonic bell tolls again

And time hath come to tell the tale
And it is now time to tell the tale

And thou wilt grasp my eon life
And you will understand my long life

Let 't wouldn't show thee as the lie
So that you will know that I am telling the truth

Thy hand in mine and I am calm
I feel calm when I have your hand in mine

For many moonless centuries...
We have been together for many centuries without the light of the moon

Our love betrayed by many people
Our love has been betrayed by many

And on my grave eternal woe
Even in death, I still suffer

Our souls fly to heaven steeple
Our souls ascend to the top of heaven

Where fairy whirlpool steal us into flow!
Where we are carried away by the magic of the whirlpool

The year 351 (three hundred fifty one) was time when I begun to rule
I began my rule in the year 351

My father Agiulf the Brave hath conquered many eastern tribes
My father, Agiulf the Brave, had conquered many tribes to the east

He's sacrificed so many men (torn the threads of lives) unto the ball of astral wool
He sacrificed many men, ending their lives and sending them into the afterlife

That people called him 'awful beast with gory fire in the eyes'
People called him a terrible beast with fierce eyes

Our writer Ghor described for the descendants his anabases
Our writer, Ghor, chronicled the history of my family for future generations

I was the worthy son of him so I began to conquer East
As the worthy son of my father, I began to conquer the east

Ten years I have attacked the thorps, crushed the walls and burned the cities
For ten years, I attacked towns, destroyed walls, and burned cities

I had no pity to the dogs who lived in lands which grew by Mist
I had no mercy on the people who lived in the misty lands

My life had changed when Sar & Ammiy they were the great Slavonic czars
My life changed when I encountered the Slavic czars Sar and Ammiy

Together with their own councillors had showed to me their cowardice
They and their followers showed me their cowardice

They didn't want to militate against my envoys of the night
They rejected my offer to fight my night-time envoys

The Slavs fain ransomed two score bullions and e'en the princely sib
The Slavs paid a large ransom in exchange for their princes and nobles

Whilst mine courageous warriors amassed to barbarous fight
While my brave warriors prepared for a fierce fight

Then-a-days the sere and yellow leaf
At that time, the leaves were dry and yellow

Came to me and I wrought myself in
I became old and tired

The unable nonagenarian, but my avarice
I was unable to act, but my greed remained

Fordid the Goths and our nation turned thin
My greed caused the decline of the Goths and our own nation

I interred my audacity and swollen unreason
I buried my courage and foolishness

The strength forsook me everlastingly
I was permanently weakened

My ardour was sweeter than hurtle of weapon
My passion was stronger than the power of weapons

And the licentious lust overpowered me
But my lust overpowered me

Sunhilde was name of my damned bride,
My wife's name was Sunhilde, but she was cursed

Whose beauty took away my pride!
Her beauty made me lose my sense of self

I wished to possess the heart of Slavonic princess
I desired to win the heart of a Slavic princess

But I don't conceive the wight power of Aryan sons
But I didn't understand the strength of their people

Pending was the bridal night I descried that 't is meretrix -
On the night of the wedding, I discovered that she was not a virgin

My child wife wasn't vestal and my sword efforced her soul, minx
I killed my wife for not being pure, calling her a deceitful woman

Her brothers heard about my
Her brothers learned of my crime

Irremissible direful villainy
Unforgivable, gruesome villainy

Their glorious and dauntless arm
Their brave and powerful army

Had scuttled us to th' four winds
Defeated us and scattered us in all directions

'Their bestowal for peace was our merited death!'
'Their offer of peace resulted in our deserved deaths!'

I all stricken and tatters of my people
I was broken and surrounded by the remnants of my people

Went to plod under the weight of hurts
I went to suffer under the weight of my pain

Towards the west
Heading to the west

En route I deceased beshrewing the Slavs;
Along the way, I died cursing the Slavs

My bone rest
My skeleton rests

Upon that wooded embreastment, it laves
In a wooded area, near water

In piercing rains (many perpetual centuries),
In endless, heavy rain for many centuries

But my martial and rebellious spirit not knoweth
But my defiant spirit remains

The soothing rest...
Unable to find peace...