Chambers of Stone (The Lay of Wayland) Lyrics

Soaring high above woods and sea

Rays of sunset fill the air

Magic wings take him to the sky

Homeward bound lies his heart

I have suffered lust and greed

Bound and maimed, like a slave

Royal heads make royal cups

The princess I bless with child

In these ancient chambers of stone

Sounds of anvil and hammer still ring

Where the fires long since cold

Still spark legends for ages to come

Elven-lord he's called, master smith

Tamer of sacred flames

From his smithy magic springs

Swords of heroes – high renown

Dragon-slayer, Sigurd's sword

Armour for the Geat-king

Skalds will tell heroes' tales

Forged by song and steel

In these ancient chambers of stone

Sounds of anvil and hammer still ring

Where the fires long since cold

Still spark legends for ages to come

In these ancient chambers of stone

Sounds of anvil and hammer still ring

Where the fires long since cold

Still spark legends for ages to come