Onwards to the Spectral Defile
I will have no mercy For this moslim bane In my darkest fantasies They will die in pain Rulers of the seas, the mountains and the sky Strong pagan warriors, not afraid to die Hearts filled with pride and wargods on our side Recapturing our might, by desecrating Eastern light Icewinds blowing in your face Trying to stand my disastrous mace Unable to stand it anymore We will win this eternal war!!! And as we've conquered this world of lies I speak my freezing incantation Which turns this world in a world of ice A world without any ... salvation! Rulers of the seas, the mountains and the sky Strong pagan warriors, not afraid to die Hearts filled with pride and wargods on our side Recapturing our might, by desecrating Eastern light Watching those beneath me Noticing how they struggle Trying to stand my blasphemy Avoiding to be trembled Neverending hate Against the Eastern enemy Before it will be too late And they will spread more misery Wodan, Odin, god(s) of wisdom Riding Sleipnir through the sky Guided by your darkest ravens Your spirit will never die! I raise my head to the cold blue sky Evenso I do with my sword I have the power, I cannot die This was given to me by the thunderlord!
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
They ride upon infernal dragons, mighty beasts And one of them is carrying a lance and a banner And is chosen under the power of Amaymon "Art thou Asmoday?" "And he giveth the ring of virtues and guardeth the place where treasures lie" And when the clouds get dark and vast Our aspirations penetrate infinity And our voice will be heard and feared As the gloomy sky turns in a carmine dream The other one is carrying a viper And he is a strong and mighty duke "He shalt declare wittingly how the spirits feel" And as the sky turns in a carmine dream The legions of infernal spirits dwell Ruled by the great king of the east As Bael speaks he casts his spell And winter embraces lands beyond "Art thou Asmoday?" Under Amaymon they all dwell And you shall feel their presence When winter embraces lands beyond
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Passing fields where once was joy They felt the mighty emperor's wrath Through woods of eternal winter, wolves howl An everlasting serenade to praise the demonkind They know who I am, for they are damned for life Do they know me from a distant past, from ancient times Or have they seen me in a future in their dreams? All the innocent will be burned, for I kill and conquer The snow turns red, the lakes turn black The skies now stand ablaze and swords Are raised to hail thee, for thou art back Now the sun has failed, a waxing moon Now rules the sky, once ablaze, now grey and cold Wolves howl day and night, and the weak ones flee Where is their god as their end is now to see? All the innocent will be burned, for I kill and conquer The snow turns red, the lakes turn black The skies now stand ablaze and swords Are raised to hail thee, for thou art back Behold his throne, a majestic shade in the night Their screams are heard, but there's nothing they can do For we, stormrulers of the two-horned empire Now wander eternal and all the lands we rule
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
The Warlord weaves his web of fear. Each man receives his faith of share. A blood-red sun is the warriors shield. The eagle scans the battlefield. From a beautiful dark past, when the Earth was young and pure. We'll go into a disgraceful future, where everything we own is lost. But we are the Sons of the New Dawn. Under the sign of the hammer, we'll take back what us belongs, warriorsouls longing for revenge. We are guided by the Warlord, so comrades take up your shields. And raise your swords high to the sky, for we will rule the battlefields! Just like Autumn dies and Winter follows, our Winter is beyond. Let's rebuild our dynasty, with pagan souls and immortal beauty. Fight, my warriors fight. Fight for the heathen pride. Hail, my warriors hail. And don't let this mission fail. Remember, death is the element we do not fear. Stand strong with pride, and never surrender. My mighty warriors, our empire is near. For we do accept the rules of nature. Ooh, magnificent Gods of War; let us be victorious. And may we find our paradise in the eternal spheres of ice. For we are the Sons of the New Dawn. Hailing under the sign of Mjöllnir. we will rebuild our dynasty. Young and strong, to infinity!
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
When the leaves fall from the trees And the sun shines not as strong as it did before You can feel the wind is getting colder The days become shorter. Every night The freezing wind rages through the trees At this time dark powers unite We exist to reach our desire The end of daylight Darkness has returned... Lightning in the blackened sky Black clouds quickly passing by The moon sometimes appears Rain falls down like little tears The summer has disappeared And winter has returned to earth Winters' darkness rules every night The end of daylight Now the sun is out of sight Finally darkness has returned This is what we were waiting for Our desire, for the dark
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
Six roses of damnation thorns of oblivion, dreams unfold. Stars enlighten a darkened sky like reminders of ancient stories, still untold. As shadows dance through the landscape the dreamy spires now grow bold. Like statues of gods once fighting autumn wars, the remains shaped in purest gold. Silver is the eye that sees it all reflecting its light on marbled stone. The beauty of night oppresses his thoughts at once an eclipse darkens the halls. He wanders beyond the gates to their kingdom through cemetaries of dismal dreams and misery. The snow-covered mountains, so dark and cold lay hidden in the silence of a deathlike eternity. The smell of passion and gloomy romanticism laying over the dusk-filled gardens: Gardens drenched in the colours of temptation but hidden in the music of the dead. The wanderer goes on and on his kingdom will never be theirs, never. In bittersweet desire, grim and everlasting through all times he wanders, alone and forever... Wandering Cirith Gorgor Walking the path to Gorgoroth Wandering Cirith Gorgor Walking the path of the dead
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
Chapter 1: The warrior's fight with the unearthly forces of the caves of death. The fight lasts for months and is challenging for both the warrior's physic and mental strength. Eventually he manages to resist the murderous forces of death. Hail to the immortal warrior spirit... Dwelling in the caves of Ephel Duath There lies his throne, drowned in anxiety Worlds below got overwritten by the domains of silence (They lead us to) the crown of immortality Shapeshifting images of misty morning battles As you dwell through the eternal caves of death Divine pictures (as) carmine litanies in reverse Sons of dragons, perpetually cursed Gazing in a dream of suffering A midwinter tear's epilogue Dwelling through ghastly chambers dark Infinity passes in neverending cold Scarlet dreams in nights to come Misanthropy is our crimson reality A bloodred wire through infinity Through veils as black as never before Slumbering, the dreams are pale One thousand eyes behold As astral images pass in gloom Unconsciousness reflects the reality cold Dwelling in the caves of death Thoughts show the manifests of old As pictures drenched in candlelight Arise to take your soul Chapter 2: epilogue The warrior meets his enemies of flesh and blood... ... And through the shadowmountains we march Towards valleys in dying grey Fiery swords and blazing bolts In battle, until that glorious day Victory!!
For the dawn in Isengard is sunless For the day in Isengard is black For the evening storms roar crimson As the night falls with a fiery sky When the words are spoken The shadow rises from his tomb A majestic shade over the world As I grant thee the key and the spell is broken We proudly stand at the gates of paradise Until the evening storms roar crimson And the night falls with a fiery sky Shadows over Isengard
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.