A New Beginning

Fear like perfume fills the air
A fox is screaming in despair
When his cage is open wide
For the last time.

Never felt the grass under his paws
Never had the chance to build a den
All he ever knew was his wooden cage
Down comes the axe and silence fills the air.

A wasteland is all that remains
The last animals are in chains
Only the oldest of them all
Has heard the natures call.

She has felt the grass under her paws
Raised by family in the safety of a den
But now all she knows, is her wooden cage
With nothing more to live for she takes her final breath.

Falling into a deep slumber, the longest of them all
There is only sorrow, and endless pain
Why, why! Is this all there is, no hope remains, only death awaits.

Deer’s and badgers are, dragged out of their cages
Their legs are bound together and then coated in a marinade
Now the fires burning high, the quacking frogs will die
Frog after frog thread on blackened iron sticks
Oh what a horrible night, to be an animal.

Ascending down from the sky
With a wingspan miles wide
The swan riders fly through the night sky
Scorching the human’s lands
With a book in is hands
They were finally set free
To live!

Mighty hero of humankind
Was not easily defeated
He was stronger than them all
Unbeatable!

The Swanrider had an ace upon his sleeve
He was the keeper of the Snailonomicon
Given to him by the ancient moose good
To use in his quest to end tyranny of man.

From ashes the hero attacks
With his enchanted scythe
But he was to slow
The snail chant had begun.

The Snailonomicon was glowing
The Swanrider was singing sacred words
Borra pengu rikka lotus
Fa fa fa fa pac pac pä!
Borra pengu rikka lotus
Fi fi fi fi purr purr poff!

Inside the Snailonomicon, the human hero will remain
Forever trapped by the moose god’s spell
A strange serenity fills the air
Now it's time to live and to be free.

Side by side marching into the woods for the very first time
Deper deper deper deper, into a setting sun
The moons are floating over the night sky and with the rising sun comes a new beginning.

Ascending down from the sky
With a wingspan miles wide
The swan riders fly through the night sky
Scorching the human’s lands
With a book in is hands
They were finally set free
To live!

A funeral was held for the old fox who lost her will to live
Just hours before they were freed
The cruel irony of life is our destiny
Now Join us in a song, for the one who…

Ascended down from the sky
With a wingspan miles wide
The snail riding a swan through the night skies
He scorched the human’s lands
With a book in is hands
The breaker of chains
Our king.

He took his place on the throne
Made from children bones
A new era of peace and prosperity
But nothing, last forever!
In the shadow’s human lurks, and a plan of revenge
Takes form.