Keltorevolution
We, born from Celts and Iberians (nos celtis genitos et ex hiberis) The rough names of our land (nostræ nomina duriora terræ) Not ashamed to refer to them in graceful verses (grato non pudeat referre versu) We, the descendants of Celts and Iberians We, singing to our land
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
[In ancient times, as at present, the Celtiberian dwellers oppressed by their tyrannical rulers who were trying to deprive them of their freedom, harassing them and forcing them to live under the yoke. Now it is time to join together, to become strong and to destroy them. Now, it is time for revolution.] Here we are, one more time All together still alive The blaze on swords, the taste of blood To win this war, we were waiting for Our people are brave, and fight face to face Showing our bare chest, no time to rest We have the power, now start to pray The sound of our name will make you feel pain! We the people, ready to fight We were born free and free is our life Under the yoke never again You could kill us but it's not the end We'll rise up to chase you again And fighting hard, we'll break the chains Blessed by our gods, hidden in woods When the Carnyx calls, there's nothing to lose! [Chorus:] Fighting in brotherhood When freedom is the highest good Shackles will turn to dust Hold the line and strike with us We never believed in a lying speech You better go out and run away from here Since our outbreak we fight with pride This is our land, there's no place to hide Seeing your face, the fuel for our rage, We will nor rest 'til we see you in the grave Won't tear us apart, your stupid game When this old take, it's always the same! [Recitation:] We just wanted to live in peace, But they came to enforce their will. We refuse their deals, keltorevolution is here They're craving our land but now it's time to draw the line...
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
[The Roman Republic first arrived to Hispania to fight in the Punic Wars against the Carthaginians, leaving the peoples who dwelt in the peninsula in peace. Only after those wars did the Republic think about the strategic advantage of controlling the peninsula, and started its invasion in which the Celtiberian Wars are framed...] This is my land, I was born a free man And here is where i stand You're now waging war, And you'll get what you sow From seeds of greed and gore We could have lived in peace, But you've chosen siege, And for that you shall bleed Our lives you might take, But we'll answer with rage, With the fury of the Celts [Bridge:] Carved on bronze plaques Our names will prevail Gods from days of yore, Prepare us for war! [Chorus:] Tonight I'll take the fight To defend my land with pride By taking this side, by right You make me unbury the horn To defend my home We'll strike like a gale On plain or on dale Forging an epic tale Bronze and iron we wield, Sword, pike and shield, To meet you on the battlefield
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
[Because, just like our forefathers, we love to get drunk...] Always willing 'til the morning Keeping drinking, don't need money Right here friend you must stand And close this bar drinking 'til the end! Don't give up, forever think Every place is good to drink If you wanna have some fun Drink with your gang... For my mouth is not enough When I get back into booze Drinking hard to cheer me up But I don't care 'cause it's what I am! [Bridge:] I see you twice, my tongue is out Singing songs out loud Giving all and lots of laughs Although I get drunk! [Chorus:] When the night falls we drink with our folks And we sing, we fight, we lose control Down on the floor, we don't wanna go home When you've drunk it all, we always need some more! One more beer is what I need Maybe two can quench my thirst Drinking wine, gin, run or mead All drinks are fine... Your cheeks are red just like wine Don't be careful, all is right Take a good drink and feel its might Rest your mind and enjoy this night!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
[Ode to Celtiberia, our land. Sometimes threatened, sometimes great, forever strong. We don't care where we go, Celtiberia will be always in our hearts.] There's a land Where we are from Where I grew up And I'm never alone Cold winter sun Brightening our land Fresh summer nights With stars shining high [Chorus:] Fields of Celtiberia My home, a place to shelter The fields of Celtiberia Where my heart grows Fields of Celtiberia Your might will live forever The fields of Celtiberia Take me back home Rivers and hills Shaping the fields Where our folk live Strong through the years Wolves running free, Howl-carrying breeze, And among trees Hidden is the lynx
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
[The Celtiberians had an ancient tradition of drinking Caelia (their beloved beverage), in order to be prepared and recharged before fighting in every battle.] Brewed deep in hell, the wise men said Caelia is the warrior's health It's so easy to prepare Drinking it gives you a beard So take a pot, and fill with wheat And wait 'til the water boils Open your throat and drink a toast It's more that a ritual Approaching the wall, they call us to war Ready to raze our land They are looking for a fight, And we are ready to strike So take your jar and drink it all To feed and heal your angry blood You are strong, your mind explodes, Together we go to war [Bridge:] Learnt and given by our ancient gods Since the past, Caelia stayed with us Now we drink like our ancestors So we are strong! [Chorus:] Come with us to win another battle Before fight we drink as brothers Come with us to win another battle Raise your swords and get ready to strike Come with us to win another battle See the vultures flying around you If you win, if you lose, they'll eat, that's for sure So take care and win to fight against Bloodstained corpses, the clash of swords Beating with no remorse Caelia's running through your veins If you're hurt, you feel no pain Rip his head off and show your wrath Defeating them one by one Someone falls, you'd better run Another one bites the dust
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
[The mighty "falcatas" were the swords that the Iberians and Celtiberians wielded when the Roman Republic came to conquer the land. The Romans found that this young steel had an amazing cutting power and had to learn different crafting techniques for them. The Celtiberians defended their homes with rage and harshness, doing battle when the Empire was on their doorstep.] I will tall you about our steel Crafted i our fields Chopping wooden shields Falling hard from above the arm Tasting blood of man Sparkling with the sun [Bridge:] One sight One strike Our rage won't die Hostiles Beware Or Carnyx cry [Chorus:] With falcatas in hand 'tis the duty of a man To defend his own land Against the threat Of the empire Broad swords blessed by the gods When the battle calls Feeling no remorse Breaking through the enemy's line Defending our home Fighting for our pride Ansro adilos Ansrom teirom Adunei kom Kladimubis Ansra toutas, Katomes riti Eksgeninus Orum reigdoum [Our duty is To protect Our land by The sword Our people, Let's fight against The foreigners From the eagles' realm]
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
[During a meeting at which the Lusitanian people were to give up their weapons to Rome and thereby to sign a peace treaty, they were betrayed, killed and sold as slaves. This vile act against these people would not go unpunished, and there was an uprising against Rome, headed by a courageous Lusitanian shepherd called Viriathus.] Bloody dawn of that day We don't know the price we pay Now peace turns into rage When their deal is so unfair A dirty game is all they play All they said now is worthless Disarm the weak, chase the faint Break our pride and kill the rest [Bridge:] Why came you here? Shake my hand and betray me With void and worthless words. You swine and deceiver Why did I trust you? You sell peace after killing It's a double-cross trick to avenge and take our goodwill Their steel against bare hands Fighting hard with tooth and nail Dead brothers lying in our arms Choosing death before being slaves Nevermore hear the children's cry Never again see the fathers die Nevertheless a few can't be chase And beating hard, let's the riot start [Chorus:] And now the blood of a guiltless town on the ground, We are alone, Elders, mothers, brothers and sons, all forsaken by the gods, Blood of a guiltless town Stained lands with the heroes' marks who tried to endure and stand up, Mourning and in pain Like slaves, chased and sold, we'll survive to take revenge, Blood of a guiltless town
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
[feat. Jonne Järvelä & Tuomas Rounakari (Korpiklaani)] [About our love for this way of live, a simple life that involves working hard, making music, enjoying the food, and drinking to the last drop with folks.] [Yoik] Sitting in an olive-tree's shadow Getting up with the morning breeze All I see is that green meadow Work all day among cows and sheep Working hard 'til the sun goes down In this land where I learnt this craft With my bare hands I work on my own It's only me with my dog and beer [Chorus:] This simple life is what I want to live Working all day and drinking all night We don't need more! Just to feel so fine Keeping this line, you will do it right! Coming back from a hard day out I need a drink much more that a rest With my friends I head to a tavern To drink it all when the wenches call [Dialogue:] Gus: Hey! What's going on? Jonne. Jonne: I'm fine brother. Gus: You wanna have some fun? Jonne: Fuck yeah! Gus: So, let's go and get drunk! Jonne: Sounds like a good plan, let's do it, alright! Keeping this line, you will do it right! Hey!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
[Rome has Numantia under siege. Our brothers asked for help but our elders are too afraid of Scipio and Roman retaliation, but we, Lutians, decided to march to war to save our brothers, to die for freedom, and so, we sing while we go away.] Kainika matir du Kainiko magos teue Briges sklitoi abounu kue Kanumi teus teirus! Kom lamabis to nemom Touta ibrei-eni keltum, Touta meno ateros Guedimi boudiam deium! Auo, aou eimi Samai noktei deiuoi, Uisrom garuom doe moi Liteis karnukas kanunei! Nertokoi uta boudiakoi Oskas einti to dunom, Nertokom anman ansrom To katum eimos lutiakoi! [Beautiful motherland Beautiful your plain And mountains cut by the river I sing to your lands With hands to the sky Celtic people in Iberia, Folk of my father, I ask the gods for victory Away, away I go Tonight, gods, Give me your strength Let the Carnyx sound! Strong and victorious Those who march to the fort, Strong is our name Lutians, we're marching to war!]
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
[During the Celtiberian Wars, four hundred Lutian warriors went out to help their Numantians brothers. These warriors were betrayed by their own elders who tipped off the Roman army. As a result, each young Lutian lost the hand that wields the sword.] Late at night, when our brothers arrived Asking help, coming from Numantia Runaways, escaped from the Roman's gaze Let them go inside to talk with elders No, we're not gonna take part here Nevermore, was the elders' reply Afraid of the wrath of the enemy Know that if we lose, they'll raze all of us Don't care! We will do as our heart says Cowards! You refuse to give them help We, the young, we'll stick with them This is no time for words but facts! [Bridge:] They walk straight into the ambush Betrayed by their own The heroes gone [Chorus:] Now, to katum eimos lutiakoi, To relieve our brothers Now, to katum eimos lutiakoi, Duty of our blood tie Now, to katum eimos lutiakoi, Go against the elders Now, to katum eimos lutiakoi, To fight 'till we die Four hundred marching men of Lutia Go to war, across snow and ice Dark fog as their only shield Caught in the act by the Roman squad A trap, surrounded and captured They cut off our right hands Like rats, they afraid of us So we can't come back to lift a sword [Speech:] Brothers! We are the town of Lutia, And we carry the torch of brotherhood Against what the elders said, We will help to our brothers of Numantia We may be only a few warriors, but with our Courage we will defeat the Roman invaders
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Memories of ancient knowledge, Ancient empires, visions of new ages The past, the present, the future. We all wander through time. Our ancestors, our descendants... We are all the same in the beginning, We are all the same at the end And, alas, we have battled and killed our kind Yet are the true wars fought with the flesh? Old rituals surviving in the new New rituals pretending to be old History is an eternal knot, Never started and never ended Essence of this world, In our nature, in us all...
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025