On Wings of Defiance

From the south three legions are marching Their eagle standards raised in the air Confidently striding towards their undoing Of their grim fate they are yet unaware The army of Varus ten thousands strong Marching to subjugate tribes of free men But we stand proud against Roman might With blood and steel for our soil we fight Our steel for our glory, our blood for the gods Imperial Rome has crossed the Rhine river Ever striving to expand its domain So many lands already fell in its grasp But the soil of our tribes they will not gain In their eyes we are merely barbarians Savages living on the edge of the world Yet our steel will make them run and hide For the mighty gods are on our side Our steel for our glory, our blood for the gods In a forest of swords and spears the enemy shall die For the glory of our gods we shout our battle cry United now we stand against the Roman foe With our gods on our side into blazing battle we go Years before the glorious battle ahead The strangers came from their far away land Trying to divide and conquer our tribes Many times we were forced to make a stand They promised trade and proposed treaties Yet always their pledges nothing but lies Now that for once our tribes are united We stand and fight, hear freedom’s cries Our steel for our glory, our blood for the gods We cover ourselves in the skins of animals To our mighty war god for victory we pray The rebellion will take the enemy by surprise Thousands of their soldiers shall we slay In a horrible storm sent by our thunder god We attack our foe like wolves in the night On unfamiliar soil they are filled with fear On holy ground the gods their woe shall hear Our steel for our glory, our blood for the gods After three long days of glorious battle We emerge victorious against all the odds Many enemies slain by swords and spears The cowards sold as slaves or given to the gods Thousands of enemy soldiers slaughtered Varus and his officers fell on their swords To avoid the shame of falling into our hands A crushing victory for the freedom of our lands Our steel for our glory, our blood for the gods Inspired by our glory we continue the assault Trouncing all their strongholds east of the Rhine The expansion of Rome now brought to a halt They shall not rule where our swords shine Their eagle standards we proudly have captured Never was the empire so humiliated The emperor shaken with grief, rage and shame We overcame the odds for eternal fame Our steel for our glory, our blood for the gods In a forest of swords and spears the legions now lie slain Fallen in a mighty storm ‘midst thunder, wind and rain For years to come our triumph shall instil dread Nevermore across the Rhine the empire will tread

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

I am the infidel I stand against your creed My venom will poison your sanctimonious seed I am the infidel Reason is my name I will make you bow down in shame You may burn my book You may ban my play You may censor my art Never shall I give way I am the infidel I see beyond your lies I fight the god who never hears your cries I am the infidel Knowledge is my name I will expose your sick religious game You may burn my painting You may ban my song You may censor my poem I shall prove you wrong (chorus) My hammer shall crush the house of your god Never shall I be shackled by your false creed My sword shall tear down your altar of lies Never your retarded commandments shall I heed I am the infidel I am the wolf at your gate I will show your god is not so great I am the infidel Sanity is my name I will forever quench your zealous flame You may burn my temple You may ban my belief You may censor my speech Nothing I give you but grief (chorus)

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

The fight for independence has begun The stand against the English tyranny Moray and Wallace lead us into battle The struggle of the Scots to be free Spearmen and archers, horsemen and knights On Abbey Craig’s high ground we take our stand The English soldiers advance on our position They fight for their wages, we fight for our land We stand across the Forth bearing arms The single narrow bridge our foe tries to cross We let half of them reach the soggy grounds Before our steel will cause them many a loss (chorus) Blood will flow Let the river run red Blood will flow Let the river run red Our first charge meets the enemy head Our second will cut off their desperate retreat We are outnumbered but our hearts are steel On this day we will achieve a glorious feat We slaughter the English faster than they cross And under their weight we see the bridge give way Many soldiers drown, their army now in chaos With arrow, sword and spear many a foe we slay Some English still push forward, others do retreat Their cavalry is powerless on the marshy field Relentless we strike against the hated enemy On this day we demonstrate that we will never yield (chorus) The retreating soldiers run into our schiltrons Our mighty pikes and poles obstruct their flight Mercilessly we drive them back into the river Now the English know the Scots’ defiant might The battle now is over and a great victory is ours Soon all the foe’s strongholds in Scotland will fall A streak of victories will make Wallace a myth Many of our countrymen will heed freedom’s call The long fight for sovereignty has only just begun From wounds sustained on this field Moray will die Eight years from now Wallace drawn and quartered But even his death will not smother our freedom cry The wars of independence will go on for sixty years A valiant struggle for self-determination Many take up arms to fight the English tyrant The battle of today to be a lasting inspiration (chorus)

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.

From the east the shadow comes The demon-king is rising Upon the west his greedy eyes But he will hear our battle cries Ambassadors come to demand submission To their vast alien domain Many cities bow to Persian might But for our freedom shall we fight A few thousand strong we march out To meet an overwhelming force Blocking the pass to stop their advance For survival there shall be no chance At the gates we wait for our foe Soon their massive army arrives Yet before swords and spears do sing Another emissary comes to our king Making promises to sway our stance Our weapons he wants us to lay down Come and get them Leonidas replies Time has come for battle cries Vastly outnumbered we stand our ground Great losses we inflict upon our foe We rather die free than live in slavery Even the Immortals can’t quell our bravery (chorus) At the hot gates I stand Today I die for my land For freedom now my blood I shed For this day was I born and bred For two days we slaughter the enemy No matter how many are sent against us Then we are surrounded on the third day Still we fight and shall not give way Most of our allies now withdraw A few hundred men shall remain to fight Against impossible odds we shall stand Today is a good day to die for our land Scarlet cloaks fight to the death today With our Thespian brothers side by side When our spears and swords are shattered We struggle on no matter how battered (chorus) Tell the Spartans, stranger passing by That obedient to their laws here we lie

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I, There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by; No pipe did hum, nor battle drum did sound it's loud tattoo, But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out through the foggy dew. Right proudly high o'er Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war, Twas better die neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar; And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through, While Brittania's Huns, with their long range guns, sailed in through the foggy dew. Oh, the night fell black, and the rifles crack made perfidious Albion reel, 'Mid the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines fo steel; By each shinning blade a prayer was said that to Ireland her sons be true, And when morning broke still the war flag shook out it's folds in the foggy dew. 'T was England bade our Wild Geese go that small nations might be free, But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the Great North Sea. Oh had they died by Pearse's side or had fought with Cathal Brugha, Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew. But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear, For those who died the Eastertide in the springtime of the year. While the world did gaze with deep amaze at those fearless men but few, Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew. Back through the glen I rode again, and my heart with grief was sore, For I parted then with valient men who I never shall see more; But to and fro in my dreams I go, and I'd kneel and pray for you, For slavery fled, oh glorious dead when you fell in the foggy dew.

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 08, 2025

Hear me, oh you flock of sheep My sermon you had better hear I preach the escape from the light The one god you need never fear Heed me, oh you puny humans My sermon will enlighten you I preach defiance and opposition Listen well and you may join too (chorus) Look into the brazier And see the web of lies The slander of the light See through the disguise Look into the brazier Let the fire illuminate The splendour of the dark And pass through the gate Hear now of the beauty of hatred Listen to the majesty of pride Hear of all the glorious sins And above all the Master’s might Shed now the shroud of hypocrisy Or forever be a slave to the light Embrace all vices and serve Him Join the dark beasts of the night (chorus) Hear me, oh you flock of sheep My sermon you had better hear I preach the escape from the light The one god you need never fear Leave now all illusions of goodness Of peace and justice and equality Spit in the face of the false prophets Indulge forever in brutal blasphemy (chorus)

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

An emperor ascended the throne His realm in downfall and decline Having submitted to christian lies The Romans incurred wrath divine When Julian had assumed power He took a stand for the olden ways To restore the glories of the past And return to the proud pagan ways Julian was raised a christian But never believed the lies of the book In the short days of his reign Bold steps against the christ he took (chorus) Julian the Philisopher Proudly stood against the creed of lies The last pagan emperor Strove to end the false religion’s rise The emperor began a restoration By edict religious freedom decreed Many church privileges he revoked To the Galileans he would not cede Pagan temples he opened again Trying to reverse Constantine’s crime Laws he made to weaken the church But he would not be given much time Julian took many wise measures To undermine the christians’ control In less than two years in power He diligently worked towards his goal (chorus) He died in battle against the Persians Succeeded by another christian pawn His restoration soon to be undone A premature end to the new pagan dawn Religious toleration immediately ended Julian’s measures were all repealed Pagan worship now punishable by death The church victory apparently sealed Less than fifty years after Julian’s reign The empire was in its death throes Rome would pay for forsaking its gods The empire crushed by barbarian foes (chorus)

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Like the tribes who fought the Romans Like the pagans defending their gods Like the Scots at Stirling Bridge We shall struggle against the odds Never to oppression shall we yield Fighting with pride for what we believe No matter how mighty our foe may be With blood and steel all we can achieve (bridge) On the road of rebellion we ride in defiance Against oppression and mindless compliance On wings of defiance We are the rebels who reject your rule We are the infidels who fight your creed We are preachers of the devil’s sermon Never to your power shall we cede Against overwhelming forces we stand In bloody battle we may fall and die Yet our beliefs and ideals shall endure You will never silence our battle cry (bridge) On wings of defiance Like the Irish who fought an empire Like the Spartans who stood at the gates Like the emperor facing the church We shall do battle in dire straits In the past many fought for freedom So many times their lives they gave Their glorious deeds still inspire us all Better die free than live as a slave (bridge) On wings of defiance

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

There's a scream in the night There's death on the wind And a heartbeat that's pounding like rain There's a flash in the sky A cry of a hound As if someone is wailing the dead And the nightmare begins as the Devil rides out From the heat thru the gates of Hell And there's no escape from the curse of the damned You better beware Don't you know it's the night of the demon When spirits run high Don't you know it's the night of the demon When spirits run high Better lock up your doors And get off the streets If you fear for the reaper of souls For they say when he rides he never returns Till he's paid back the debt that he's owed So beware of the night As the darkness descends the terror's about to unfold And pray that your life will be spared of the fate You better beware Don't you know it's the night of the demon When spirits run high Don't you know it's the night of the demon When spirits run high And the nightmare begins as the Devil rides out From the heat thru the gates of Hell And there's no escape from the curse of the damned You better beware Don't you know it's the night of the demon When spirits run high Don't you know it's the night of the demon When spirits run high

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 08, 2025

I'm in league with Satan I was raised in hell I walk the streets of Salem Amongst the living dead I need no one to tell me What's wrong or right I drink the blood of children Stalk my prey at night Look out Beware, when the full moon's high n' bright In every way, I'm there In every shadow in the night Evil in league with Satan Evil in league with Satan I'm in league with Satan Obey his commands With the goat of Mendes Sitting at his left hand I'm in league with Satan I love the dead No one prayed for Sodom As the people fled Look out Beware, when the full moon's high n' bright In every way, I'm there In every shadow in the night Evil in league with Satan Evil in league with Satan I'm in league with Satan I am the masters own I drink the juice of women As they lie alone I'm in league with Satan I bear the devils mark I kill the new born baby Tear the infants flesh Look out Beware, when the full moon's high n' bright In every way, I'm there In every shadow in the night Evil in league with Satan Evil in league with Satan

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025