Victory Feast
Waylander Lyrics
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O brothers of my clan
Tonight we feast
O brothers of my blade
Let there be drinking
Eating of flesh
Let there be boasting
Let there be gloating
Counting of heads
Raise a toast to victory!
Adorned with our sacred road
Armed with our keen edged swords
Scream aloud our battle cry
Bua no basii bua no basii
See our enemies tremble with fear
Bua no basii bua no basii
Scream aloud our battle cry
Bua no basii bua no basii
See our enemies tremble with fear
Bua no basii bua no basii
Our foes are vanquished
Time to make merry
Raise your alehorns
And hear the toast
On the battlefield
Our comrades our lying
Dedicate our victory
To their memory
The lyrics to "Victory Feast" by Waylander is a call to celebrate the end of a victorious battle. The singer addresses his fellow warriors, urging them to drink, eat and boast, reveling in their triumph. He glorifies their weapons and their battle cry, alluding to the sense of power that comes with winning.
He mentions their enemies trembling with fear, highlighting the importance of a strong and fierce image in battle. Yet, he doesn't forget the sacrifices and losses that come with such conquests. They pay tribute to the fallen comrades who fought alongside them, dedicating their victory feast to their memory.
Overall, the lyrics speak to the primal and joyous emotions that come with winning a hard-won battle. The celebration provides a sense of community, remembrance and empowerment.
Line by Line Meaning
Tonight we feast
We celebrate and indulge in food and drink
O brothers of my clan
My fellow members of the tribe
O brothers of my blade
My fellow warriors
Let there be drinking
We drink alcohol
Eating of flesh
We eat meat
Let there be boasting
We brag about our achievements
Tales to be heard
We listen to stories
Let there be gloating
We proudly display our success
Counting of heads
We tally our enemies slain
Raise a toast to victory!
We drink to celebrate our win
Adorned with our sacred road
We wear our special ceremonial garb
Armed with our keen edged swords
We carry sharp, effective weapons
Scream aloud our battle cry
We loudly chant our war slogan
Bua no basii bua no basii
Our war cry
See our enemies tremble with fear
Our foes are frightened of us
Our foes are vanquished
We have defeated our enemies
Time to make merry
Let's celebrate
Raise your alehorns
Drink to our victory
And hear the toast
Listen to our celebratory speech
On the battlefield
During our fighting
Our comrades are lying
Our fallen fellow warriors are on the ground
Dedicate our victory
We honor those who died in battle
To their memory
In memory of our fallen comrades
Contributed by Lucy N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
hill
bua nó bás
victory or death