Folkearth
Album • 2012
Above the realm of death beyond the crimson clouds out of the winter's reach Valhalla lies - the golden hall It's there I shall ride with my battlebrothers by my side - in honour forever there to reside Above the plains of pain beyond the dark of night At the end of the rainbow Valhalla lies - the golden hall It's there I shall ride with my battlebrothers by my side - the glories Of Odin shall be mine! Above the realm of men Beyond the rays of the sun At life's bloody breaking Valhalla lies - the golden hall t's there I shall ride with those who died By my side - like kings For eternity we shall dine
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
The moon waxes full A spell of eclipse Summoned by the orb That welcomes winter rites! A circle of stones Stands silent on the hill - Brooding Forlorn Upon the ancient brow The shadows of midnight Grow longer - unreal At the hour when the gods Doth descend on the earth! Odin shall see Our fires at solstice! Thor will be warned By our fires at solstice! Flames rise high Burning gold and a' glow To please the gods And welcome solstice! The wolves in the woods Howl a symphony And race under the pale Ghoul-ridden sky I'm standing between the granite monoliths No fear in my heart As a son of the night! Odin shall see Our fires at solstice! Thor will be warned By our fires at solstice! Flames rise high Burning gold and a' glow To please the gods And welcome solstice!
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
In the distance Dragon prows push through the oceans Carrying the troops of frozen vastness domain The rulers of the sea Follow the lead of their elders No fear in their eyes Only Hardness on their faces When we enter the forest We brandish our swords We gather one's courage and resolve to defend our homes In the distance Resounds a distress signal Invaders have shored and are getting ready to defile our land Villagers are must enter into fight the tension is high The rulers of the sea Follow the lead of their elders No mercy in their eyes Only coolness on their faces When we enter the forest We brandish our swords We gather one's courage and resolve to defend our homes In the distance A thousand spears are moving forward Trembling ground is freezing our confidence In the distance No one can hear our cries Falling one by one and wiped out By Odin's descendants No fear in their eyes Only hardness on their faces No fear in their eyes Only coolness on their faces When we enter the forest We brandish our swords We gather one's courage and resolve to defend our homes
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
There are those who gather wood When the mountaintops turn white There are those who sulk scared At the first sign of wintry spite But I revel in the glorious sight Of a snowstorm approaching by night Winter enthroned is my lord and liege I was born of its freezing heartbeat There are those who are afraid of the night cowering at the sound of wolverine howls' There are those who are not at ease When the moon is full and the hunt is on But I revel in the glorious sight Of a snowstorm approaching by night Winter enthroned is my lord and liege I was born of its freezing heartbeat There are those who gather round the hearth Telling tales to entertain their fears There are those who are daunted in shame When marches in winter cruel cavalcade But I revel in the glorious sight Of a snowstorm approaching by night Winter enthroned is my lord and liege I was born of its freezing heartbeat
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Heir to the kingdom Of the distant North Exiled from the lands Odin's eye surveys! He turned to the sea And high raised his sail With sword and chainmaille His kingly legacy! He stormed the shores Of Frankia's Britanny No man could stand Before Rollo's wrath! Battle after battle Normandy was forged Under strikes of the hammer Of the all-mighty Hrolfr! Rollo was baptized And were a crown of gold To stand as king again As destined once he was! But the ancient roots Never left his pagan heart In 926 he had a hundred Christians kneel And severed their heads As offering to the elder gods Of Thunder, Blood, and War! A year later he died The duke of Normandy Rollo the Viking The first of the Norman horde! William Longsword His son, took up the call And led the dragon ships Anew to hither shore...
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
A furious blizzard rages Forcing the pines to sway Under its wintry whims On the barren mountainside A dark caver yawns wide, Ancient pillars frame the gate The statues of elder kings Stand guarding riches within… See the warrior coming out From the depth of the Earth,, Sword in hand, his armor torn But with victory in his eyes! His blade is stained with blood And it drips on the virgin snow: Crimson crystals on white – Dragon’s blood feeds the ground! His lips are red, his gaze shines – He drank the dragon’s blood And ate the beast’s very heart: Thus now immortal he stands! Dragon’s blood dripping down, Golden flowers spring from snow: Of all the treasure a chalice is enough Filled to the brim with Dragon’s blood!
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
From the skies above Growls the beast of storms, In the dark it calls – Rank of fear in our halls Then wild thunder cracks, Lo! The tempest parts: On a bridge of gold Thor, the brave, descends! To bid us stand upright, Hold our ground and fight, Thor, the brave, has come To succor his folk! He will ride ahead, Fearless to the end – He will face the beast With an iron fist! His hammer is the sign That dispels the night Hark! His battle cry Is the lightning of the sky! I shall fear not the beast That slithers at the root Of the ancient, holy tree: Thor, thou art with me! To bid us stand upright, Hold our ground and fight, Thor, the brave, has come To succor his folk! He will ride ahead, Fearless to the end – He will face the beast With an iron fist!
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
With sails in the wind Our hearts overflow with a wish: To cross the oceans wide And in the horizon fade! With sails in the wind A new journey begins - To lands far away With stars to shine on our way! With sails in the wind Drakkars tear through the mist: No curse to hold us back No Kraken bars our path! With sails in the wind We’ll brave the coils of the beast, This Leviathan of the deep – And onwards we’ll head With sails in the wind Our hearts overflow with a wish: To cross the oceans wide And in the horizon fade! With sails in the wind New skies await – Strange stars and exotic winds: Our journey begins!
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Carved in runes, Sung by swords – Praised by Skalds, The glorious names Of the honored dead! We will never forget Our comrades in arms: We’ll carve it in runes, Their fame and their deeds The legend they wrought! Carved in runes, Sung by swords – The tales of glory And warriors old, That never fade! I would gladly give up My life for a moment Of life as they lived it, To walk in honor, not shame: To stand proud, never to crawl Carved in runes, Sung by swords – The sagas yore, The heroic odes: Are never forgotten In Valhalla’s hall!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Far beyond the land of ice, Where dragons haunt the skies, Over the rainbow bridge Lies the realm of Thule Where the ice crown thaws And the song of birds Resounds from the polar pit – There my heart shall forever be! On the wings of the dragon By the magic of old, Where legends become real: There, in the caverns of Thule! The hidden sun shines upon The hills beneath the hills – Oceans church unseen At the end of the arctic sea! Spells imprison the light In crystalline towers high – Citadels of primordial stone Guarded by the Hyperborean battle gods! On the wings of the dragon By the magic of old, Where legends become real: There, in the caverns of Thule! And when the seal of ice doth break And the mighty icebergs melt into the sea Then the gates of Thule shall yawn wide And the pale legions of death march forth To conquer with steel and a fire that freeze The corrupt and fallen world of mortal men…
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
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