In a Time of Legends

Thor, great god of thunder I swear on your mighty hammer I shall ride under thy command To where the tempest doth rage To face without fear in my heart And vanquish, smite and slay All thine enemies where they stand... Odin, great god of magic I swear on your divine spear I shall ride under thy command To where thy ravens doth fly To face without fear in my heart And vanquish, smite and slay All the blasphemers who tarnish thy name... Tyr, great god of war I swear on your right hand I shall ride under thy command To where the wolf doth hide To face without fear in my heart And vanquish, smite and slay All those who defy thy justice this day...

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

The Firbolgs are marching With their heavy spears in hand To face the noble Dannan And fight for the fate of Ireland... The Tuatha de Dannan clash With the raging Firbolg host Iron shatters bronze and forth Is spilled the blood of many A warrior once strong and bold... But at night, a miracle occurs The wounded are healed Bathed in healing herbs They are restored to health... And in the morning, war Is seen dawning with the sun Until the land turns a murky red And rivers are dyed with blood... In the end the Dannap prevail, The Firbolgs lie defeated And surrender in utter shame Before the throne of Nuadu... Yet the king sees no victory - By Dannan law he Has to fall. For to rule a man needs both hands And he only has but one left...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Over broad seas and deep oceans Sail Viking Drakkar ships In the ships are brave, armed warriors Sailing proudly to one more battle. Bearded and strong Who are they? Viking warriors! Young and old To the word hero they gave worth! And no one knows who will die, who will come back, An answer to that only doom can give... It they don't win now After some time they shall try again!

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Through crumbling castle walls.... The hinting moonlight serenades Trapped in an eternal dance, it's course, Imprisoned in the black night sky... O Luna! Whisper unto me Sing to me in motionless lips And softly lull me to sleep, So that I may dream as you bid Of glory’s stainless victories That my people forged in ancient days... As in a vision I see Marathon, The armies amassed, eager to engage - At Hastings the battle cries Ring like ghastly bells to my ears; The crusader king I see return From holy lands, his armor drenched In Arabian and Moorish blood... The chill of the boreal wind Pierces me even as I dream And behold the churning sea Spew Drakkars from the mist: Dragon prows headed to the East... I have passed the guards, The gate, the wall; I took the path of swords Through foes, fire and all, Just to see my castle fall And sit in the debris Where once I was king, Now wan and of a pallid hue; A shade that secretly dreams Of glory’s stainless victories.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Arising with the morn, Returning with the Dawn - Setting the sky afire The invincible sun! Mithras, immortal god, Lead us to the battle front - Our legions are moving out Bathed in the light of thy glory! God of the morning, Thou, slayer of the bull - Give us strength to fight Grant us the honor to die... Mithras, invincible sun, Thy brilliant rays of light Illuminate the sigils carved On the formation of our shields: We march away To distant lands To set for thee a shrine In ivory and gold... Mithras, invincible sun. Thou, slayer of the bull Give us the honor to stand And face the enemy anon!

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Proud warlord now kneel, Defeated, wan and in shame At the Caesar's sandaled feet... All these valleys that once were thine Now, are stained with the blood Of the finest sons of Gaul... All these hills that you once called home Are now shadowed by the emblem of Rome: The eagle perched atop an iron SPQR... Proud warlord now crawl, Behind the chariot that drags thee Through the streets of Rome... The howl of the crowd Rings like the curse of curses To thy once proud and noble ear... Proud warlord now die... In agony and torment, die! Your blood doth stain the arena's sand...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Vast and endless is the sky Wherein Perkunas, the father-god, Immortal doth reign as long as The music of thunder holds sway... Mindaugas was crowned a king 'Neath this vast and endless sky In 1252, to lead the pagan hordes Answering the call of the war-god! There the flags of our swarm Was billowing in the wind And the swords of warriors shone As mighty men made ready to fight From the Baltic to the Black Sea In Tannenberg Vytautas won the day Against the splendid Teutonic host: The blood of, knights fed the thirsty soil! And from on high Perkunas smiled... Now only ghosts can tell the tale Of that beautiful, glorious day - When the Order was beaten back And Traku Pilis founded in gore... There the flags of our swarm Was billowing in the wind And the swords of warriors shone As mighty men made ready to fight From the Baltic to the Black Sea I was there, I can dearly recall The shining swords clashing in the fray, The hail of arrows whistling overhead - The Teuton shields and armor plates... i was there, I can clearly recall The spear that run me through - I was there, I can dearly recall Perkunas arms welcoming me..

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Once long ago I was a man, Took pleasure in simple things: The blowing of the breeze That caressed my fields, A jug of ale so sweet, The embrace of my wife On a long winter's night By the crackling fire of the hearth... Then one day I sailed away, My armor sparkling in the sun With my sword and spear in hand To far away lands, towards Thule... My eyes beheld secrets of the gods What mortal eyes are not meant to see: The monsters at the edge of the world, The magic that still endures... I stood before the wonders Of a sunken world forlorn; My heart was fearless then The blood a' pounding in my veins... I But a curse, on me was laid To stay and never homeward sail, Immortal I became, a guardian of the cave, One of the immortals of Thule... Now I cannot remember No matter how hard I try The simple things that gave me joy Once upon a time... The years will pass me by And wax into eons long But forevermore I will stand As an immortal in Thule Alongside my comrades In the cold and crystal-lit caves Doomed to sail no more Nor see my home's blessed shore...

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Foul beasts are prowling the land With fangs a' dripping with the blood Of beasts and mortal men alike: These fiends have but one eye... The Tuatha de Dannan take up their arms And march down the hills in silver ranks To face the horrors of the night, to save Ireland from this monstrous scourge tonight... With a shriek and a clash Bright iron meets their claws Under moonlight the battle rages on As if the dark strove to snuff the light... The Fomorians are strong, Their strength comes front Deep abominable depths... Yet the Dannan stand fast, They hold their lines and Sing a paean of victory As they fight the onslaught... The break of day comes The Dannan lace the sun They cheer and hail the orb With their triumphant song... The battle is won The enemy is gone! Hail to the sun Hail the new dawn!

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Under the eternal icebergs Of the bleak and icy Pole Lie the palaces once bright Of fabled Hyperborean lords Many strove to reach them Many more died on the way: A trophy chamber of death Is set before the iron gates... The shields of hoplites rot In a drakkar frozen in time Alongside with the remains Of a Luftwaffe stuka plane... Hidden deep beneath the ice The eldritch halls are still alive With the murmur of a song That eons could not silence... Hyperboreans ancient lords Sleep entombed yet dreaming Of their supremacy over all, Yearning for Apollo's return... When the God of light doth ride On his winged chariot of bronze From the island of his birth To the frostbitten North He shall bring them to life anon With the holy rays of his might And shed his glory as a blessing Upon the Precambrian citadels Of fabled Hyperborean lords..

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025