Engla Tocyme by Forefather
Engla Tocyme lyrics
Men of the sea, on the waves they did ride
Drifting towards their new dawn
Sailing forth with the wind as their guide
Fathers of a kingdom to be born
Their blood flows in me
Through their eyes I see
With their spirit I shall bring down my blade
I speak with their words
Their callings I have heard
For their honour I shall bring down my blade
Offa's sons, by the waters they fared
Gliding beyond Angeln's plains
Swiftly on to their fortune's ahead
Masters of a land to be claimed
"Hruron and feolion cynelicu getimbru somod and anlipie, and gehw�r sacerdas and m�ssepreostas betwuh wideum w�ron sl�gene and cwielmde; biscopas mid folcum buton �nigre are sceawunga �tg�dre mid iserne and lige fornumene w�ron"
[Translate to English: Kingly buildings tumbled and fell, together and singularly, and everywhere priests and clergymen were slain and killed among their altars; bishops with their folk without regard to any mercy were destroyed with iron and fire together]
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