Daughter of the Old Forest

folk metal, Slavic Viking metal, cinematic metal

[Verse 1]
Beneath the birch, the river sings,
Where shadow walks on silent wings.
An old woman by the fire’s glow
Told tales the winter used to know.
She said, “When thunder splits the sky,
The ancient gods have not yet died.
They sleep beneath the moss and stone,
And call the lost ones to their home.”
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, wind of the wildwood, carry my name,
Through ash and through ember, through lightning and flame.
[Chorus]
I am the daughter of the old forest,
Born where the black water flows.
My heart is a drum for the thunder,
My soul is the mist that it knows.
Perun, strike the sky above me,
Veles, guard the paths below—
I will walk where the legends linger,
Where the ancient rivers go.
[Verse 2]
A white horse ran across the snow,
Its mane like fire, its eyes like woe.
It stopped before the sacred oak
And spoke in words the morning broke.
“Three riddles guard the buried crown,
Three shadows guard the sleeping town.
If you can name what cannot die,
The dawn will rise, the stars will fly.”
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, moon of the midnight, witness my vow,
The forest remembers what silence won’t allow.
[Chorus]
I am the daughter of the old forest,
Born where the black water flows.
My heart is a drum for the thunder,
My soul is the mist that it knows.
Perun, strike the sky above me,
Veles, guard the paths below—
I will walk where the legends linger,
Where the ancient rivers go.
[Bridge]
Rusalka, rise from the reeds,
Weave your song through the drowning weeds.
Domovoi, keep the hearth alight,
While the world is swallowed by the night.
Let the oak roots hold the earth,
Let the fire remember birth.
When the last of men is gone,
The old gods’ song will carry on.
[Final Chorus]
I am the daughter of the old forest,
Born where the black water flows.
My heart is a drum for the thunder,
My soul is the mist that it knows.
Perun, strike the sky above me,
Veles, guard the paths below—
I will walk where the legends linger,
Where the ancient rivers go.
[Outro]
Where the ancient rivers go…
Where the ancient rivers go…
The forest remembers.
The thunder knows

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[Verse 1] Beneath the birch, the river sings, Where shadow walks on silent wings. An old woman by the fire’s glow Told tales the winter used to know. She said, “When thunder splits the sky, The ancient gods have not yet died. They sleep beneath the moss and stone, And call the lost ones to their home.” [Pre-Chorus] Oh, wind of the wildwood, carry my name, Through ash and through ember, through lightning and flame. [Chorus] I am the daughter of the old forest, Born where the black water flows. My heart is a drum for the thunder, My soul is the mist that it knows. Perun, strike the sky above me, Veles, guard the paths below— I will walk where the legends linger, Where the ancient rivers go. [Verse 2] A white horse ran across the snow, Its mane like fire, its eyes like woe. It stopped before the sacred oak And spoke in words the morning broke. “Three riddles guard the buried crown, Three shadows guard the sleeping town. If you can name what cannot die, The dawn will rise, the stars will fly.” [Pre-Chorus] Oh, moon of the midnight, witness my vow, The forest remembers what silence won’t allow. [Chorus] I am the daughter of the old forest, Born where the black water flows. My heart is a drum for the thunder, My soul is the mist that it knows. Perun, strike the sky above me, Veles, guard the paths below— I will walk where the legends linger, Where the ancient rivers go. [Bridge] Rusalka, rise from the reeds, Weave your song through the drowning weeds. Domovoi, keep the hearth alight, While the world is swallowed by the night. Let the oak roots hold the earth, Let the fire remember birth. When the last of men is gone, The old gods’ song will carry on. [Final Chorus] I am the daughter of the old forest, Born where the black water flows. My heart is a drum for the thunder, My soul is the mist that it knows. Perun, strike the sky above me, Veles, guard the paths below— I will walk where the legends linger, Where the ancient rivers go. [Outro] Where the ancient rivers go… Where the ancient rivers go… The forest remembers. The thunder knows

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