Alasin-Ruoska

Alasin - Ruoska Pray for the crafter of the sky, to craft the sky bright Implore the weaver of the sky, to weave the dark into light From the darkness of glowing velvet To entwine the longing to beat The tediousness to a chain of silver To strike the light to their black hammer Poor heart in my chest Anvil Chops its chains Anvil It will never make them break Anvil Anvil Even if pulling in its rage Anvil The ring will never break Anvil It will never make them break Anvil Try to plow a hard field when the flesh is weak and steel is molten To earn the mark of a male into the chest, by falling a hard and heavy female Try to plow a hard field When the flesh is weak and steel is molten Make the steel from the ore of the lake The male's grave into the bottom of the lake Poor heart in my chest Anvil Chops its chains Anvil It will never make them break Anvil Anvil Even if pulling in its rage Anvil The ring will never break Anvil It will never make them break Anvil Anvil Anvil Anvil Anvil Anvil Anvil Anvil Poor heart in my chest Anvil Chops its chains Anvil It will never make them break Anvil Anvil Even if pulling in its rage Anvil The ring will never break Anvil It will never make them break Anvil