The Winds That Sang of Midgard's Fate
When the trees were silenced Yggdrasil’s children fell bloodstained leaves decaying and no one was left to tell the tales of the gods, of fates and of the timeless worlds wisdom we people once knew of the wonders of life and of nature’s own way… When the trees were silenced by the ones that fooled you well when the trees were silenced because they know the truth to tell sorrow is the name of their song the memory lives on the spirit of the green man has gone why has it been so long? The seeker hears the cries within Will you remember the trees proud and tall? Will you listen and answer nature’s call? See, your dead world is starting to fall let life return
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Maiden moon, mystic lamp of the night, thy silver shine guides my way. The gates to the other side are open wide and my mind drifts so far away. Thou enchant my soul and seduce my flesh whilst thou whisper thy secrets to me. With the ghosts of fog I dance in thy light till the dawn lifts the spell of me. Rising sun I welcome thee, young Balders' smile upon thy face. Thou bring the day, cast the shadow away, thy holy flames the sky embrace. Thou warm the soil and thou warm my heart and feed me the strength that I need. On solstice night shall we celebrate may the most sacred torch ever be. Honour be to our Mother Earth, the blessing of the gods upon thee. Thou give us life and thou taketh it, for life to go on eternally. Show me the wonders within this world ‘cause I shall never fail to see that merriment, grief and life and death are altogether bound within thee.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Vast forests with evergreen trees Foggy hills the eye can see The wind sweeps through a valley That lies by the deep blue see A village from another time Awakens with the misty dawn This is my home my mind shows me The home that I will never see Small houses, carved in dragonheads and runes The smell of tar and burning wood Men and women breathe their souls to their craft Some dancing to the lyre’s tunes A young man wraps his arms round me One dancing flame we came to be The only vows I chose to know This is the place I call my home Oh, the vision tortures me I will never really see I will never smell its smell Nor touch the face of my loved one My village by the deep blue sea Today an ugly factory Oh, why has it become my fate? That I am here one thousand years too late
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
A snowed in forest path with lament I dream of long forgotten times an image comes to my mind of a young man riding through the frozen woods In his eyes rage and bitter tears his village was burnt to the ground he storms forth, crying out his pain he is driven by his mothers last words: Raise your sword, my warrior and revenge us fight the men that came to rape our souls never let our gods die. His loved ones were no more the false men with cross slaughtered them all They tried to enforce strange rules which were only meant to turn men to fools His people saw through the lies they stood proud until the end of their time by the false men they were shamed young man for your honour you will have to die. Raise your sword, my warrior and revenge us fight the men that came to rape our soil never let nature die My vision ends here and I return to the modern world Suddenly I see a young man walking sad blue eyes in a bitter face and there’s a young man in the east and another in the west and another raising from the south they all move on driven by the call: Raise yourself, warrior and revenge us fight the men with cross that raped our souls never let our gods die Raise yourself, warrior and revenge us fight the men with cross that raped our soil never let nature die
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Rauch von Holz und Harz liegt in der Luft ich atme ein den verlockenden Duft Yulezeit ist da, Yulezeit ist da Im tiefstem Winter, so einsam die Nacht die Sonne wendet und Balder erwacht Stellt das Sonnenrad auf, stellt das Sonnenrad auf Der Tannenbaum in seiner Pracht Der Yuleast lodert hell durch die Nacht Stimmungsvolle Ruh, stimmungsvolle Ruh Das Licht am Himmel die Hoffnung bringt und Tor wild seinen Hammer swingt Kraft fuers kommende Jahr, Kraft fuers kommende Jahr Frey und Freyas Sinnlichkeit Bringt Liebe, Lust und Fruchtbarkeit Leben wird weitergehn, Leben wird weitergehn Oh, Wintersonne das Fest fuer Sie Meed, Korn und das Blut unsere Gaben an Sie Auf ewige Wiederkehr, auf ewige Wiederkehr
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
They met on a hill one late autumn eve oh, noble and graceful both stood with eyes so intense, their passion so fierce the wildest flame burning inside He was the son of a powerful Viking Jarl she was a child blessed by Freya in all her ways Silently they watched the endless sea and time came to say farewell "The ships are leaving tomorrow morning Far away to foreign lands The battlefields call, my fathers to follow proving that I am a man With honour in my breast I will win my battles My love to you will give me my strength to live and when I return all souls will know that you are my true wife to be" Joy in her heart, she summoned the Norns to see what their marriage will bring but the Norns only shook sadly their heads their future, oh they had seen… ‘sometimes my child, fate cannot be kind’ these words; she tumbled down screaming and weeping she called upon elves, begged Freya and Odin "No, don’t take my dear from me" But Orlog had spoken their destiny oh no use all the spell craft she tried one dawn in her dream she saw him falling the blade of a sword in his side he fell to his knees, his dying eyes searching her breathing his last breath as he cried out her name loud that dreadful morning she awoke and she knew that he had died The day came when the ship returned the body of her loved one bore she sat down beside him, a last pained look at his young body once more than she pierced her heart with her dagger of iron her dying body onto his chest fell they are now united in Åsgard high for all eternity
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
Rain falls from a dark-grey sky I sense the falcon near Across the nine worlds he flies A silent voice my call he seeks my soul He sinks down to the underworld And flies into my dream he lifts me up while I sleep and carries me away I slip away We fly over mountains Over seas raging wild I see trees shaken by the storm and villages in peaceful dormancy A shaman reaches out to greet the one-eyed man I see the past, the present and the future melt to one timeless void A mystic moor-land comes to sight an unknown path ahead Elves dancing around me Could this not be an everlasting dream?
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
He runs into the night Finding a place to hide Why do they hunt him again? His heart, it beats so fast No sound, they moved on at last Timidly he wanders his way. He only came for some food Maybe even company Sometimes he feels so alone. He is the last one of his kind All his companions have died Man signed their fatal destiny His dreams tell him of ancient times Of wolves and men running side by side How delightful freedom must have been Wild woman’s mate and totem-beast Idolised he was, but suddenly all changed When the men with false dogmas came You call him the "evil beast"? But you are the real evil beast! You, who damned nature’s dear child He cries his sorrow to the moon A tear shines through the misty gloom Can’t you hear the last wolfs serenade? Alone he sits by the lake His image in the lake his only friend Can’t you hear the last wolf’s serenade?
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
She raises her eyes to the sky watches the last eagle fly rocking her last child into sleep Despair has ruled her in all these years the torment scarred her face …she 's rocking her last child into sleep
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025