Beyond the Endless Horizons
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
On this ancient mountain throne Where is covered with clouds I travel back in ages Beyond life and death Back to times of heathen Gods Back to times of pride past Hidden are showing us the way Through ages and ages Guiding our mystic paths Revealment of the Cosmic Harmony, of the Ancient Order In Earth, in Fire, in Air and Water For all the eternity As a magic light from a depressive sky Appear covered with a shadowveil
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
For centuries burried in the ashes But not succeded to be destroyed by the fear of church On this blood painted land I hold the Ancient values For the restoral of Ancient Wisdom that was shoot away For the return of the Myth Cleansing of non-Aryan beliefs, culture and... "philosophy" Cleansing of our lands as before the Eastern invaders As the clean waters of a wrathful river we will come To lead all pollution to extermination Heathen werewolves under a nigthsky Holding their armour, marching with banners With the speed of the winds And with the bright of the Sunwheel Our wrath will be unleashed For the times that passed and for the times that will come
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Looking at the majestic sky I enter to this forest of old Wandering among these trees Holding the ancestral pride Hate and scorn in the heart As I cross this grimly path of sorrow Arrived to vast green valleys Through snowbanks and astound landscapes Through battles and victories Ravens' crawls in the snowfall Red snow by bloodshed Dead warriors on their way to be glorified by Gods Flying to the stars Songs of glory echoes from hatred roars With thunders and lightnings to destroy With the bright Sun to create With the Sun shining our body With the Black Sun shining our soul For the triumph against the modern decayed world
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
How far the roar of the thunder can be heared? In the deep of endless frost mountains Cold and forgotten in the snowfall of Winter How far the eye of the eagle can see? In the endless blue horizons Silence and forgotten How melancholic can be the Autumn times? When the Sunset is taking place Like red tears in the sky How vast can be the deep green of the valleys of the Spring? Full of life and forgotten How sunny and warm can be the days of the Summer? Lost is their meaning To reach the Light first must pass through the Night To reach the ancient happiness instead of the materialistic misery Beyond the endless horizons where the Swastika rises As the hammer falls will smash the cross, will smash the fool Will forage the exagram and the muslim crescent For the destruction of the eastern religion and the glory of the European heathenism The honour of Sun and Earth
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026