The Olden Domain

Up there on the mountain, above all fire, The fields down there and the ravine below Where the elements feast in reckless desire A raven is seated Where the sun cannot reach, Only terrific storms prevail In a thunderin' havoc they ruthlessly roar My heart it beats the pulse of ancient times The countless rhythm, the rattling stones My weapon cleanse the filth of all bones Tender are the havens Which remain on the open plains The shadow crawls Upon the resort of the remnants Even toward the hills lie shattered shields The winter it hunts all their hearts in fear And the river drifts with the resolution of thunder Infernal are the storms in which our shelter stand Their strongest grip of fear, and our shelter tear Up there on the mountain, above all fire, The fields down there and the ravine below He beholds a kingdom of grace, savage yet fair

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

Awakened by the hands of Autumn The hands which made me sleep Straight in the eyes of Winter Was a shadow vague yet deep A creature, spine of the essence Drifting in the wind, clad as Sin The force behind my cause The hands that fold me within Awakened beneath a restless sky By mountains which darken the day Shadows, spiritual dust of my fathers The heart and soul of my way A creature, spine of the essence Drifting in the wind, clad as Sin The force behind my cause Grim token of the path within The Winterway Leads us through the coldest night The Winterway To be walked by all men of might Behold the ice on the big seas The summits and the naked trees Ashore the bay through the rough Winterway

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

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The sun descended to the ground Behind the mountains, in the sea A one-eyed man wanders sullen to the highest hill There he will survey over those with surviving will The flaming shores are yet unseen In spite of dawn, the horizon sleeps The sea gleams with lethal cold Witness yourself here, alone yet bold The night is born, the christlings thorn The sun seems dead and somehow forlorn And the moon lurks above The beasts they howl her song Told to be unchained at the day of doom Their random laws, taught by the Gods Are to be redeemed when He sets sail There will forever be this ancient tongue Primal wisdom from nature's own lounge Count the shores of the utter coast And fear peace forever most When time is ripe to revive the past Let us see who stands triumphant The echoes of cosmic strife Borne to the one-eyed man By the ravens of reminiscence

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 23, 2025

I came from the utter fields Carving shame on the tender shields On my path I wandered high Acknowledged beneath the sky The hate I carried, recalling why! I walked towards the rising Autumn And cursed the summer With the promise of a Winter Where my foes will quiver in frost A circling saga, not forever lost I came from the utter fields Carving shame on the tender shields On my path I wandered high Declaring war beneath the sky The hate I carried, boiling within! I mounted all the hills my eyes could count And roved wherever the sun escaped sight I drifted from the deepest tarn Till I saw my name in a runic sign Graven so deep in the crystal bark Of a lodge I sojourned years ago I came from the utter fields Carving shame on the tender shields On my path I wandered high Crying my fate beneath the sky!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

The silence was utter, the sleep was long A torment for even the brave Peals of thunder even did not forsake The lifeless soil of this eternal-white land A domain of no mercy - White, so bright As a day of calm, flawless might Beware the coming of night The shade of essential ingenuity Acknowledge the darkness, link of dawn The branches hung low Softly covered by snow Even the strongest will Recoil beneath their silent chill See the plains so eternally white Bright, in spite of even the night To be where the eagles fly With a haughty hunters eye Feel the kiss of the silver draped frost Your age-old toil, haunted and lost High up there, where His ravens once flew The lightning strikes - even deep in the snow "You have to wake, wipe the ice from your eyes"

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025

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Pale like the skull of the sun The way of the hunting moon O storms that reign supreme The breeze comes whisperin' soon Strike the flowers' last gleam In spite of desperate fight, their power Leave no shores where the torrents stream Mountains highest hills Fragments, beheaded formations The cosmic rivers curse Denial of all recreation Wind, Water, Earth, Fire - Invincible! Autumn-twice, Winter-thrice River and Rock A new kingdom rise I close my eyes

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025