The Fall of the Magog
Ten thousand eyes Behind the walls All turned to behold The holy emperor... Dressed in crimson and steel He raised aloft his naked sword And as the Damascus blade Caught the sun, he spoke thus: "Noble captains and lords Brave soldiers ye all! Fear not the coming Of the red onslaught! Thy lances and thy swords Cuirasses and shields The fury of the foe And bequeath unto them The fierce kiss of death! Brace in iron thine heart! Arm with faith your hands! This day shall ring with your name For all eternity to come: Drive deep your steel Into the enemy beasts So that the infidel will know That he faces his masters And the race of his lords The progeny of glories old Sons of Greeks and Romans, all!"
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Alexander, the son of Zeus Became a storm of flashing lances That rained upon the beasts that dwelt In the land of the Magog... They who ate the flesh of man And drank the blood of foal and child Soon shall come to know the wrath Of Alexander the divine! To the east and far away Rode our king that fated day: In battle's clash with his phlanaxes He bled dry the Magog... Back into the underworld Alexander pushed the Magog: He build colossal gates of bronze And a mighty, long wall: The Caspian Gates he sealed And all the ghoul-kings within: Thus their evil was no more As long as the gates hold... Meri - Amen - Setep - En - Ra Arksantrs! To the east and far away Rode our king that fated day: In battle's clash with his phlanaxes He bled dry the Magog... Meri - Amen - Setep - En - Ra Arksantrs! Alexander, the son of Zeus Became a storm of flashing lances That rained upon the beasts that dwelt In the land of the Magog... The Caspian Gates he scaled And all the ghoul-kings within: Thus their evil was no more As long as the gates hold...
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
A ship raises sail Heads out to the sea Ready for the enemy's defeat As Naiads of woc We bear down upon Messina's straights With flaming bolt Ballistae of bronze: We're ready to board! Red churns the sea With enemy blood Trimeres sinking ablaze Neptune doth claim the dead! Black smoke filling the air The depths shall be our grave! O! Glorious day! We are baptized in blood! Our name shall be In remembrance of thee: We shall hence be known As "The legion of the straits"! What destiny commands Lies in distant lands... Desert sands And cruel Gods The blades of Judas Masada falls! Let them rejoice They know not That these walls Shall be their tomb! Sunrise is come Mithras guide us forth! Into the thick of war Where heroes rise Breast-fed by wolves The blood of fallen foes! Frater, steel thy heart And take up your sword: There is killing to be done! Fell deeds - fire and blood! Frater, steel thy heart And take up your sword! O! Glorious day! We are baptized in blood! Our name shall be In remembrance of thee: We shall hence be known As "The legion of the straits"! What destiny commands Lies in distant lands... An oath sworn on battlefields The promise of the ironclad: I swear to bleed by spear and lash But never, ever shall I retreat!
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Ruler of the ether Flame of the firmament: Bearing the insignia Of the black sun and moon... Hannebu, wonder of the ancients A secret 'ere Atlantis sank Now doth rise again from the deep To sow death and terror from above! Hannebu pilot, a warrior in the sky: Soaring over land, sea and the clouds - Do or die! Warrior in the sky! Hannebu rising - a lightning flash in the deepest night! The craft of the Gods Chariot of the Old Ones - Now fallen into the hands Of the Black Order... Turbines rend the air Vulcan fire, a deafening scream A rotating Iron Cross: Thy fate is sealed when they take to the wing! Hannebu pilot, a warrior in the sky: Soaring over land, sea and the clouds - Do or die! Warrior in the sky! Hannebu rising - a lightning flash in the deepest night! No hope of victory Against the weapon of the foe - The fleet of Hannebu Will soon swarm Europe... Darting through the dark Glimmering daggers Ran through the stars: A promise of death As legions below Hail the victory Of the Black Sun And the rising Hannebu...
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Suctonius stands Facing Boudicca The 14th Gemina 'Gainst the Briton horde... "I'm a solder of Rome - I will not yield! I will earn in blood The legion's Martia!" "Fear not their cries Nor their empty threats: Unwarlike, the barbarians Shall soon come to know The iron swords of death Of their conquerors That have routed their host So of ten in the past..." "I'm a soldier of Rome - I will not yield! I will earn in blood The legion's Martia!" "There is glory here For every man to win: Hold the Aquila high Lock your scuta tight! No mercy will be shown On this field today - Fight as one brothers brave!" "I'm a soldier of Rome - I will not yield! I will earn in blood The legion's Martia!"
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
In darkness It slithers Chaos coiled thrice: Reptilian eyes Haunt the night... Apep! Fiend of Izft! Go back to thy pit! In the name of Ma'at The light that burns Hoary one, I thee defile! In blackness It crawls Terror coiled thrice: Under the Sphinx Entombed, he resides... Eyes that hypnotize Ra and his court alike - Great serpent of the Nile In the name of Ma'at The light that binds Evil one, I thee defile! "Apophis, old serpent vile! Turn back and hide, thou Whom Ra has banished! In places deep, where terror sleeps Retreat away from man and his kind..."
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
I once had a friend The best of friends Anyone could ever have: We marched together long With the sixth, legio Victrix: We toiled hard like mules Together 'neath the rain Building Hadrian's great wall... We drew swords together In the ranks of the first Parthica And shared a water-skin In the burning deserts of Nisibis... We were legionnaires Under the Aquila of Rome - We fought and died Laughed and cast the die: We, the muli mariani A haggard band of brothers! In Carnuntum, in 60 A.D. We were with the fourteenth That owned the field that day When Boudicca's braves Faced a blood-swathed defeat! We raised a right-arm hail To Emperor Augustus Inspecting the ranks When we of the fifteenth Apollinaris Made the Jews rue the day! We were legionnaires Under the Aquila of Rome - We fought and died Laughed and cast the die: We, the muli mariani A haggard band of brothers!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
A deafen clamor Disturb the stillness of those holy lands The rivers turn to red And morbid clouds herald The grim ripper's duty Numerous brave warriors Chuck their last drop of blood In a lopsided bout to gain victory Against all expectations The battle was harsh Victory's yelling will expand Enemy will not dark coming back In honor they died And will be remembered Through the ages As glorious heroes The battle was harsh Victory's yelling will expand Enemy will not dare coming back Deafen clamor disappears The rivers turned to red Numerous brave warriors Fell to force victory against fate
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
I've marched through the mud Under the lash of a thousand ruins I've marched across the sands Of Lybia, to battles a world away... My body bears the scars Of swords and spears that missed Enemy at rows that failed to kill - For the wings of Aquila protect me... I marched for Rome In the ranks of the 6th Ferrata: I bore the standard high Of the fighting ironblades! Under the wings of Aquila I've never known no fear! Under the wings of Aquila Victory was ours to claim! I can still hear the thunder Of Marius' voice barking orders O'er the mighty din of war In the black forests of Germania: "You are the ironblades! Hold the line! Raise your spears! Fight until the end Or 'ere Aquila's wings are red!
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025