Iuvenes - Riddle Of Steel

(2000) “Intently I watch The sacred fire on my Weather beaten face I feel it’s glow My hand gives steel The shape of the sword That will turn my son into a hero Scops will praise him in their legends Bards will praise him in their songs Eagles will wield it To high skies The day has come for My son to learn The riddle of steel The day when his fate is done When the heritage is Given to him I swear by all our gods and by their Holy laws that I shall obey the Discipline of steel whose Secret i’ve learnt fro