The Unconquered Land
The nocturnal wind blows on the hills Caressing our hair with it's blessings The goddess of the forest talks me in the tongue of Nature and she weeps for me We will ride our horses to the final battle As the clouds of the storm gather to behold our victory Feel the wicked mist The fog is crawling and covers the fields of Alot again Brothers of the northern land united to destroy thy legions An strange empire born behind our mountains and rivers Conquerors of the ancient world But our kingdom will prevail free Lords and gods of our elders Druids of the clans, drain your spirit of strenght The power of our land is eternal And the brave will acclaim the honour of Cantabria.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
The Moon talked to me in dreams In the tongue of the Anjanas And she trespassed me her wisdom and her autumnal cry The sacred woods, oh, sad enchantment, washed my fate, I saw the portal of centuries, with wrath in my soul Summon the strenght of one-eyed-Titan And let the final battle begin A sum of perception, divine intuition I see, the mist over Alot The sound of the march of Caesar's legions The forest and mountains... our gods I'm the one, chosen by my brothers The son of this ground, forged by the anvil of creator Concanos drink the blood of horses to destroy the enemy of our Mother Land Orgenomescos, Vendios... revenge to our fallen ones Above the shores of the Abyss we'll prevail Fighting for eternity to the end of Thy Empire Our flesh can die, but our spirit will wonder with the blessing of Deva Across our Dominion of the Ancient Seal
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Inclement, the hand of our ancestors felt over them with pride and honor made of iron no one of us can die the battle cries float like the fog at the final of the night Cantabria, the Unconquered Land the gods kept the coffin of our heroes with the symbol of the Nocturnal Divinity Glory, souls of our forefathers your axes rest forever into the Andara's Lake to leave you immortal energy fly across the skies invencible as the power of the storm into the heart of darkness with furor, our North Iberian Sadness and Pride Cantabria, the Unconquered Land
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I hear the voices of the trees which crown the mountains, resting upon the wooden cloak. The tired and numb... leaving the blood running through my veins, and feeling the sound of thoughts flowing like the boulder's River. The soul of forest shave me and trespass me his wisdom and visions. The Path get's loss in the fanthomless darkness of the night, and left look it's rake to those eyes which beholds from the High. Inclement, marble astral domes. I summon the spirits of forefathers to reach the stars, the strenght of those who felt in the uproar of battle.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Beneath the screams of the fallen ones, surrounded by a breath of fire, unmoved I stay. Engulfed in an armour of eternal hate I await the shining flame. Oh Warlord, I serve to the darkness reflected in my empty eyes. As I rise the sword of tyranny to the marble sky see the clouds die, with the whispers of the weak, hear the cries of forests. With a frozen hand I carrry the banner of salvation, to transform it in a symbol of pain and mistress. For ages of unholy night For ages a dark visions I'm the bringer of dark bright Passing through the deepest of my chaotic thoughts I search an answer. Nailed with the thorns of it's beauty Drowned in an ephemeral cry All purity of God lies dying, I'm the conqueror of thy shinning Paradise. Enchanted by the Moon. Awaiting for the call. Embrace the darkness. Black is the only color that can see my eyes. Embraced by the death. In eternal anguish we are. Like withered rose we turn to dust. Through milleniums humanity is weeping. The pain is the crown of ignorance, an... ignorance is the thorn in our face. Praying... Believing in a divine light. No more tears will spill my frozen eyes. No more prayers to that filthy cross. All purity of God lies dying and I am enchanted by the night. No saviour can save us. An existence as sad as the rain in a cemetery. Thunders sing my demise. I can't weep no more. I'll rest below a crimson sky, drowned in an ephemeral cry. Abandoned and forgotten. In the grief of the Earth. As the sorrow embrace us we walk in loneliness... Forever!!!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026