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Hyperborean Folklore

from Hyperborean Folklore by SERPENT ASCENDING

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lyrics

Music: Jarno Nurmi
Lyrics: Excerpts from the Kalevala (1849), poems XVII and IX:
Väinämöinen finds the lost-word and Origin of Iron,
translated by John Martin Crawford (1888)

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Do not walk in thine own virtue
Do not work in thine own power
Walk in strength of thy Creator;
Hidden deep for many ages.

Do not speak in thine own wisdom,
Speak with tongue of mighty Ukko.
In my mouth, if there be sweetness,
It has come from my Creator.

**

From the fire-place calls the old man,
Thus the gray-beard asks the minstrel:
“Tell me who thou art of heroes,
Who of all the great magicians?
Lo! thy blood fills seven sea-boats,
Eight of largest birchen vessels,
Flowing from some hero's veinlets,
From the wounds of some magician.
Other matters I would ask thee;
Sing the cause of this thy trouble”

To the court of all our trouble,
To the highest hill of torture,
To the distant rocks and ledges,
To the evil-bearing mountains,
To the realm of wicked Hiisi.
Thence arose the violation,
Thence arose the first destruction,
Thence came all the evil-doings.

To the caverns of the white-bear,
To the deep abysm of serpents,
To the vales, and swamps, and fenlands,
To the ever-silent waters,
To the hot-springs of the mountains,
To the dead-seas of the Northland,
To the lifeless lakes and rivers,
To the sacred stream and whirlpool:

Evil genius, thee I banish,
Got thee hence, thou horrid monster.

From the neighborhood of wizards,
From the homes of the magicians,
From the eaves of vicious spirits,
From the haunts of fortune-tellers,
From the cabins of the witches,
From Ingratitude's dominions,
From the rocky shoals and quicksands,
From the ground with envy swollen.

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Thou canst find of words a hundred,
Find a thousand wisdom-sayings,
In the mouth of wise Vipunen,
In the body of the hero;
To the spot I know the foot-path,
To his tomb the magic highway,
Trodden by a host of heroes;
Long the distance thou must travel,
On the sharpened points of needles;
Then a long way thou must journey
On the edges of the broadswords;
Thirdly on the edges of the hatchets.

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from Hyperborean Folklore, released June 17, 2022

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