Järtecken

Drömmen om den gamle Han tar min hand Ett järtecken på avgudadyrkans väg En pakt med skog och sjöars härskarinna Så kall är skogarnas natt Under månens bleka skiva Den gamle visar hur Runorna skall ristas Drömmen om den gamle Jag tar hans hand Ett järtecken på avgudadyrkans väg En pakt med skog och sjöars härskarinna Avgudadyrkans väg Är det en dröm eller verklighet Hungern den sliter och river inuti Runorna ristas nu in Fanskap ge mig kraft uti staven Avgudadyrkans väg Ett blodsoffer fyller runorna Och den gamle han visar vägen En valens eller en kvalens väg Leder mig ner till den mörka sjön Avgudadyrkans väg

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Still is the lake, untouched by the wind A mirror of darkness reflecting my face Am I awake or is this a dream In shades of black, the devils mark The lake seems to have a mind of its own Hiding behind the black surface Unwilling to reveal its true intention Yet I can feel the power, dark nature’s force Slowly I lower my face in the lake to see and to learn beyond time In the dark I can see the shape of the queen rising from the bottomless pit I urge to thee, oh queen of all seas, come to me in witchcraft so strong Come to me in the name of a thousand devils, I wish to serve thee my queen With force of the wand of runes I break the stillness of the lake Three times I strike the mirror black A vague moaning from deep below Slowly I lower my face in the lake to see and to learn beyond time In the dark I can see the shape of the queen rising from the bottomless pit I urge to thee, oh queen of all seas, come to me in witchcraft so strong Come to me in the name of a thousand devils, I wish to serve thee my queen The moment is chosen Upon the water she rises All dressed in black The true ones don’t fear The shape of a woman But also, a beast With the tail of a horse And hooves of an ox

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Jagh mahnar tigh haffru att tu kommer till migh Jagh mahnar tigh haffru att tu kommer till migh Kom till migh i trulldom så swarth Kom till migh i trulldom så swarth Kom i tusen diewlars nampn Kom i tusen diewlars nampn Jag mahnar tigh haffru att tu kommer till migh Jag will tiena tigh Rise I her whisper inside my head; “I have arrived upon your deepest request With the darkest of arts all your dreams will come true” I hear the darkness call “Do you accept my demands And serve none but me” I am content I will serve no one but my queen An alliance in blood sealed with a kiss Unification in flesh and soul “With the darkest of arts all your dreams will come true” I hear the darkness call Without any words I already knew Her demands and desires We have no secrets anymore An alliance in blood sealed with a kiss Unification in flesh and soul Oh, she owns my soul Jag har påbörjat min resa Ner i avgrunden jag vandrar På avgudadyrkans väg Sida vid sida med mitt älskade rå

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

I have the power to speak with the dead I am the seer of your destinies Bound by her chain A theatre of lust She draws me in every night I have the world of mankind In the grip of my own two bare hands I will make them all kneel before me Like slaves, all but one Bound by her chain A theatre of lust She draws me in every night But is this really my dream Or am I possessed by my queen Everything I believed to be me I have thrown into my endless pit of fire Burn Burn Burn Her black eyes are watching me In her embrace I am born again How long have I scorched this earth How many lives have I lost Her black eyes are watching me In my dreams in my mind She is crawling inside of my flesh Inside of me in my dreams Bound by her chain A theatre of lust She draws me in every night

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

In the corner of my eye She’s always there Unseen by all Apart from me Inside of me With lustful needs We are one Will I ever be set free Feeding on my dreams Searching for repose Feeding on my flesh Worn down to skin and bone Feeding on my soul Leave me be Devouring my will With her demonic plague Farsoten tär på min kropp Farsoten tar allt mitt hopp Farsoten äger min själ Farsoten är överallt Lost and confused I turned to the priests Men of the cross expel the beast in me Along the dark path I have suffered I repent, I will kneel to the light Save my soul My demon inside She’s tearing me apart My demon inside She is killing me “You wear the devils mark” “There’s no turning back from your ungodly sins Bestiality, alliance in blood Sodomy with Satan Witchcraft and greed You must burn Cleansed by fire you will burn” Farsoten växer av hat Farsoten inger mig kraft Farsoten växer i mig Farsoten är överallt Before the priests I release my queen With detest for the church her eyes turn red All that was human in me is lost Trial by fire is for the men of God My demon inside Unholy alliance My demon inside She is one with me I bear the devils mark The devils mark My demon inside

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

I gather all my inner strength The smell of blood, sweat and tears Fading is the tired flames The night is growing old The mist is rising from the ground My knuckles turning white The grip around my sword is strong The dawn is soon to come Soon to come All my men they bide their time in silence thick as blood Prepared to fight, prepared to die Will it be our final stand? Blazing fire in the horizon I see him clearly now The one-eyed God with spear in hand on a stallion gray and strong Gray and strong Prepare for war Prepare for war Prepare for war The calm before storm We are following the God of war Our hearts are filled with hope The sun is reflecting on the steel The time is now, live or die A line of shields are formed on the field We’re standing strong I raise my sword in honour Bronze horns sounds at dawn All my men are charging forward Screaming loud and clear Prepared to fight, prepared to die This is not our final stand Blazing fire in the sky I see him clearly now The one-eyed God with spear in hand on a stallion gray and strong Gray and strong Prepare for war Prepare for war Prepare for war The calm before storm

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Like a never-ending stream To the river of the dead Like a never-ending stream To the well of all fates In the darkest of nights In my weakness I lied By the serpent of greed And cold sense of fear In my heart a black hole In your heart wounded faith I have your blood on my hands And your lips, lost for words I awoke from this night And myself I despised I remember a time When honour was mine I turned to my Gods Whom I failed on this night Guide me the way To repent for my sin Hvergelmir Take me instead Hvergelmir To the dragon’s nest Hvergelmir I wish I could change your fate Hvergelmir I’m not afraid Hvergelmir Take me instead Hvergelmir To the dragon’s nest Hvergelmir I wish I could change your fate Hvergelmir Hear my cries From my heart I would give you the world But my sins Stains My tearful eyes And on my knees I will bear witness To your demise I close my eyes To the cold my path lies Like a never-ending stream To the river of the dead Like a never-ending stream To the well of all fates I drift among the dead Silent stream to the land below Hvergelmir Take me instead Hvergelmir To the dragon’s nest Hvergelmir I wish I could change your fate Hvergelmir I’m not afraid Hvergelmir Take me instead Hvergelmir To the dragon’s nest Hvergelmir I wish I could change your fate Hvergelmir Hear my cries

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

The words of the seer still echoes in my head “Your blood will be shed by men dressed in white robes” Baptized Northmen, my kin betrayed our gods The Norns weave my fate with threads stained by their blood The weak will now be slaves under the Christian cross The strong must fight and triumph By our Gods we stand proud Church bells spreads like plague They chime for new times The cross, foreboding sign must burn in fire and flames They speak false language and preach for the deaf I will never betray my Gods for the white Christ Blood Blood Fire Fire…. With fire in my heart Born by blood I am Bloodstained we stand fast With fire in heart and blood on my hands With fire in heart and blood on my hands Blood and Fire From the words of the seer there is no escape I am not afraid to enter Valhalla The weak slayed by my sword will enter the black ships The veins of Hvergelmir will take them to their fate The weak will now be slaves under the Christian cross The strong must fight and triumph By our Gods we stand proud

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

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mot män segrar män mot vapen segrar vapen åt gudar finnes blot mot trolldom finnes sejd mot olycka och svek finnes intet min väg min framtid vävd av nornor tre i mörkaste mönster svärtat av blod svärtat av blod förevigt snärjd av svekets och våldets garn av blod är jag kommen och blod skall jag ta tills jag möter den enögde Allfadern förevigt snärjd av synden och våldets garn av blod är jag kommen och blod skall jag ge tills jag möter den enögde Allfadern aldrig förråder jag Gudarna mina männen med kors min klinga skall känna männen med kors, ni kan aldrig rämna min tro känn kölden vid Nifelheims mörka strand eder livslåga falnar och ormen blir mätt känn kölden vid Nifelheims mörka strand eder livslåga falnar och ormen blir mätt Ormen blir mätt förevigt snärjd av svekets och våldets garn av blod är jag kommen och blod skall jag ta tills jag möter den enögde Allfadern förevigt snärjd av synden och våldets garn av blod är jag kommen och blod skall jag ge tills jag möter den enögde Allfadern min kamp mot de som bringade kristendom till min mark blevo lång på det nionde året av blodspillan uteblev min lycka övermannad av män som en gång var av de mina de som svek och vände Gudarna ryggen för att följa Hvite Krist må de förtäras vid Nifelheims strand av ormen så kall skymingen rasar i vindlande fart Alllfader, jag är redo visa mig Valhall natten är kommen, nu skall jag dö

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Sacrifice his left eye Sacrifice for the well of wisdom Sacrifice, the ash so old Sacrifice, Oden's galow Sacrifice nine long nights Sacrifice, baptized in blood The runes he found, the runes of power Nine are the magic songs Learn the nine magic songs to cease the power of the runes The mead of wisdom, the tounge of poetry And to speak with the dead with Miner's head The magic runes, the ancient spell must be read and written from the heart The scars of the runes are filled with blood And not to fall a sacrifice must be done Rista Råda Färga Fresta Bedja Blota Sända Slopa

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 16, 2025