Dawn of Iron Blades

Monument covered in gray fog Engraved ancient signs Green light smolders Ancient wisdom resonates The message fo truth released From the lost past and the future Smoldering with eternal life Bewitched ancient Atlanteans magic My hand touches the stone THe book of destiny reveals our fate Iron in the fog With the winter rime covered Eternally suspended in darkness Smolders and flickers waiting From the day of victory and glory When the White hand Embraces its heritage Voices, always heard Words, always spoken Fire, always set Blood, always shed Runes preserve the ancient tongue Carried with magical aura Eternally bound to the White hand Neither day nor night is their home Our forefather's voices ring in our ears Their message lost to the modern day Harbingers of lies Poisoned your mind Enslaved your heart Imprisoned your soul Gifts of falsehood became religion Emptiness became inspiration Brother, wake up, it is time! Monument shrouded in mist Gleams with ancient magic and power Stars fighten the black sky My voice and thoughts vanish in the void Before dawn breaks The stones will speak Revealing their secrets Awakened from our slumber White armies cross the bridge of eternity

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

It was night when they emerged from forest Our brothers were fewer than the enemy The braves of Us died, but Wotan saw it all Later We knew that and some moons later thus We sailed miles, crossed storms Furrowed waters of all tempers Then We saw their hordes in the distance Through the oceanic dense mist They were not waiting for Us We were camouflaged by sea's white hairs We were going to finally revenge Our dead ones Whose, cowardly by non-heathen hands, lives were taken away Matchless armipotent heathen warriors With hammers and swords and thorny shields We were bellowing loud, howling like wolves On behalf of Wotan, yearning for a peerless bloodshed The noble blood of ancients gone was boiling in Our veins As We were laying final oaths and praying to Wotan and Tr ...We've never feared death, because as We are warriors Sons of Wotan, We were born to the Glory and Victory not Eternity To defend the honour and "secure the existence of Our people" Fight for a peaceful and prosper future for Our children Preserve Our culture and the memory of Our brave ones already gone The purity and nobility of Our forefather's virtues and values... Rapidly their blood was dripping from Our blades In the ferocious ardor of that fierce battle Unmercifully We hurt with Our weapons That day we ported at foe's lands Hundred thousands of enemy men Non-heathen foes of Our people, revilers of Our honour Countless enemy men tumbled, fell dead one by one Spears and arrows whistled in air and nailed to their helmets Their Daring was taking its toll So Our iron fatal weapons sealed their fate Their filthy soulswere then waited at Hel by Hades Thus Our sworn revenge was done Brothers taken by Valkyries! We've avenged your deaths We offer you the blood of enemies And the ruins of their village We shall meet again and in Valhalla live forever!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Waiting with hope The earth blooms again Fields alive and green Flowered carpets cover Bodies turned to dust I have witnessed my brothers Give their lives fighting in battle Faithful till the last breath Death embraces them in glory Today the Earth's skin Blankets what was blood and ash And only trees rustled by wind Pay homage to the fallen I will protect this land As I was taught My forefather's wisdom Death can never erase Power lurks within our instincts Bravery encoded in blood Unbroken power of a White hand Holds the banner of a Fatherland A cowards life leads to death Respect of death leads to life If you are weak in life - you will die If you embrace war - you will live Envision our spirit reborn The summer of a White warrior returning Rays from the sun Illuminate his path of victory Swords and banners held high Clutched strong by the White hand Our lineage returns to our meadow for rebirth Towards the path leading to Valhalla

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

Faces turn towards war Cold eyes searching the emptiness Night mixes with day Moon eclipsed sun Our motionless faces And cold glassy eyes Melt the foreboding wasteland Chaos emerging in waves Destruction lunging from the darkness Soldier's hearts turned to stone Armies stand motionless on their positions It is not us who will cry from pain! Our graves not trodden by ghosts Blood that is not blood Flesh that is not flesh In the ashes will find its end Our swath and fire trails Gleaming with weapons in the night Crests swing on the wind Panzer forces in harmony Savagery lunging to be unleashed Sun glaring from the steel Wotan bewitched their hearts White armies united for revenge! Enemy charging from the darkness Smashed by shields of hate Chariots of fire descend from the sky The inferno engulfs the valleys of tears Impure creatures cloven in pain Their skeletons picked clean by beast and fowl Swords will smash David's star Cross and Crescent are lost In the dark current of the river of blood To the north of the Rubicon Divested by passage of time The end and beginning a mystery Suspended between life and death The world of human and the world of gods Lashed by a cold wind We peer through the abyss Where long shadows of enemies Reside in their hopeless lair To the north of Rubicon Swords will smash David's star Iron hammer crushing the cross Holy Crescent tread into the ground To the north, where stone monuments stand And tumults rise Valkyries awaken the eternal Aryan spirit

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

I am a warrior! I grasp the greatness of my people And trustful I fight strenuously For a day I may have right upon The splendorous heritage of my ancestors By securing the purity of my blood My folk's perpetuity, my culture's nobility My land's integrity, my ancestors memory I claim for Thee! Ancient braves warrior spirits! Forefathers and brothers of mine! Strengthen me - my body and soul Lead me to victory in combat, glory on battle For Thee I shall fight! And I'll battle in the fluids of hatred For Thee I shall slay! And fervently I'll raise to the clouds The my Sol Invictus' banner and bloody sword With brothers and sister celebrate Offer Thee the spoils of war And the enemies' final twilight Nevertheless if a day the war takes place Consuming the last breaths of my being Spilling my blood over the battlefield's ground And my sword breaks in two parts My spirit weakens... my anima vanishes... I shall not flee from warfront For my duty perfect fulfillment Even if I carry broken bones on me It doesn't matter, 'till death, without fear I'll battle and fight and struggle and strive Without mercy or smallest remorse For a whole Era of glories Triumphs and victories of Thy sons And forthcoming eons of supremacy On behalf of dead braves of my blood Make not vain the loss of my life! Concede me sit together with Thee Among those of mine on paradise Send the Valkyries here take me Crown heroic my departure! Listen to me, my ancestors! Wait for me! I shall arrive!

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

Fainting blood-red the enmy lad with their own blood Battling together to many hordes of brothers, side by side Grasping a hand - forged iron sword and a wooden shield Wearing a gold adorned helmet, was the one never loser The one never before cut by a blade was be! The one never bled in a fight So of allfather Wotan, blessed by wargod Tyr Born to die in Midgard to forever live in Valhalla The day I keenly was delightning me in one battle Mounting my harnessed great white war -steed Eyeing the gorgeous war scenery Brothers of mine were triumphing upon the foes Satiating their wolfish thirst for blood Risking their lives for their blood and honour Their folk and soil, their past and future Challenging the norns unknown writings ...in many battlefields I've fought and withstood Differently of some, now gone, of mine Their fate was sealed, their memory lives on It's now arrived my time to joining to them Too young I was to feel, to now its before In past death could have taken me against my will But not now, I know I've fullfilled more than my duty Battles I fought, battles I won; for me it's enough Nothing more I'm longing for, but a horn of hydrohoney A place to sit among my father and brothers and a banquet In the halls of Valhalla and there celebrate with them The great heroic saga of our lives glories and victories Devoted to our ancient blood, soil and honour To gods in Asgard and people of our kind And our not feared, but unexpected cavalcade Our deaths as braves and loyal warriors I want to see my father and mother again See all my deceased relatives smiling See my god, enthroned in grasslandic paradise And my beautiful goddess with him While I ride with the Valkyries I realized the magnificence of my life The supreme meaning of my fighting existence The so searched life aim, by the non-heathens While I ride with the Valkyries Refreshing breeze blew to my face, meanwhile Happiness filled my heart, peace filled my mind And the conscience I'm a laureatable warrior Earlier I learned to bloodstain the iron I teach you now to wipe tears of lament Burn me in my drakkar, don't cry but joy me departure Because I'm happy while I ride with the Valkyries

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025