Flesh of the Silverhammer
Bathory
Nordland II (2003)

Storm cloud are forming
darkening the sky
the wind gather speed up the mountains
along the horizon
lightning strikes
then the deafening rumble of thunder

Rain beat against my face
quench the thirst of mother earth
the wind in my hair
behold the flash of the silver hammer

Shadows across the land
all clad in grey
the waves raging wild along the shoreline
cutting through black clouds
a finger of fire
bonding the earth with heavens

Mighty
the wind of storm
forks of lightning lacerates dark sky
from within
the clouds ablaze
by the flash of the silver hammer