FIELD OF SERPENTS - Amberian Dawn

Forge thyself a golden plowshare
Forge the beam and mail of silver
And then with ease
Thou can plow the field of serpents
Plow the field of hissing vipers
Plow the soul of evil Hisi!

I'll hunt thine ancient mother of evil
O hissing serpent
Vilest thing of god's create!
Syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator
This is thine origin!

Serpents there of every species
Lempo furrowed it with the white horses
And his plowshare!
With a beam of flaming iron!
Never since has a northern hero
Brought this field to cultivation

I'll hunt thine ancient mother of evil
O hissing serpent
Vilest thing of god's create!
Syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator
This is thine origin!

Get thee hence, thou loathsome monster
Clear the pathway of this hero!

I'll hunt thine ancient mother of evil
Hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent
Vilest thing of god's create!
Syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator
This is thine origin!