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Naglfar ( 2001)
04:20
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They will come on the chaos winds
To raise the fallen when the killing begins
Hear their horns, hear the armour clash
See their eyes in the lightning flash
Know their purpose if they come for you
To swell the ranks of great Odin’s few
When the winter does not end
These are the emissaries he will send
This is the gathering of the Einherjar
Brought together in Valhalla
Led by the wolf and the carrion crow
Torrents of blood will be running below.
There will be fighting in the days before
An age of weapons and an age of war
The skies will echo to spear and sword
Axe and shield before the Battle-Lord
You will be paid in the halls of Asgard
Before the horn of the Watcher is heard
Will you live up to your mead-fuelled boasts?
Or will you flee before the demon hosts?..
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Wychwood (2001)
05:40
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Mists linger on a frost filled dawn
sunlight glimmers on blade and thorn
grim, illumined but no not all
much remains in decay's dark thrall
Slow, certain the true demise
proving ground for all things that die
the wounds that whiten
the spikes that bind
the cords that tighten
the roots that bind
All in darkness is not corrupted
all that beckons cannot be trusted
beneath the sway of deepest night
dark woods awake far from mortal sight
'Through sodden ancient pathways
we tread to the home of witch-elms
and singing blades of liquid frost
dancing like lucid steam-beasts
that blow the breath
between the hawthorn stems'
'Await the signs of our fathers
The circle is closed
The doors to reality are closed
you, me, the gods, and the grinding of our steel
The boundary where ancient spectres rise
not in torment, but in eternal conquest'
Into the Wychwood!
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When this frail house of flesh
can no longer hold my spirit
if my enemies take me in war
or if fate leaves me prey
to the ravage of years
I ask this of you
this and no more
Place my bones in the ground
Let me face to the north
give me axe
give me shield
give me sword
As the crow reels in flight
and the teeth of death bite
raise a mound over me and my hoard
When the last drop is drained
when the mead hall runs dry
when the fire burns low on the hearth
as the hammers are crossed
on the midwinter frost
I will walk on the gods' starlit path
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In the forest time stands still
the vapour of metal awaits
the trees watch as
our spears held high
as we draw nearer the gates
with a hail on our horn
for the winter to bite
with the cleanest of steel
a cup for those who passed
like a storms icy blast
for the secrets our fathers left behind....
Grim, battered, frost cracked
battered bloody and dumb
shields cracked lifted in hand
for many cold mornings to come
Steel...whoring...veal....steel etc
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Beneath the Eaves (2004)
07:36
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Hear the frozen, call of the north
A legend written in blood
A fighter's way, recall the day
its end is well understood
What lies beyond, old age and blades
and bodies under duress
the endless fight, eternal night
that is for others to guess
Hear the rain fall on sodden field
Feel the iron strike through armour and shield
See men thrown down into the void
All must die, all must be destroyed
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Eight leagues under the earth!
Beyond horizons, beyond the seas
and eight leagues under the earth
this is where, the hammer lies
long lost and broken under darkening skies
in molten veins, through rock and stone
that fissures up through the crust
a bolt of light, an arc in flight
when bones are smashed into dust.
Hear the rain fall on sodden field
Feel the iron strike through armour and shield
See men thrown down into the void
All must die, all must be destroyed!
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