Call of the North

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Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The skies slowly turns to red, as prophecies fortold. A darkness sweeps towards the worlds demise. Challenging life itself these lands will gravely bleed, from wounds and scars an endless night will rise. Now, stand proud, and fend off the creatures, that hides in the shade. Now fight, or die, a proud fate awaits once you enter the glade! With frozen looks defiled by time, and silence in their minds, The army of the fallen rise anew. Summoned from the darkened depths with death as force of mind, Both froststains and firelinks are spewn! The ritual, is done, eternal night start, to take its own shape. All hope, is gone, resist your own fate! A new age begins, the soil starts to burn. The frost fires sweeps through our sins. The ashes of time will scattered from light, the dread age of man is nigh. Our memories, whispered from a world, turning blind. Lost inside a vortex, of never-ending pain. The age of man shall end, tonight (utdraget growl). Now, stand proud, the dead army marches, and we will hold fast or, Fall, if we die, Valhalla will greet us to battle once more! The new age begins, the soil starts to burn. The frost fires sweeps through our mind. The ashes of time now scatters from light, the dread age of man is nigh, our memories whispered, from a world turning blind.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 17, 2025

Drenched away from sunlight's eye, where shadows dance at dawn. Where frozen peaks of endless pain drowns in eternal storms. That's where I ask, my warriors, with battle scars from old, To stand with me, once more arise, let your destiny unfold! Rise as one, a force feared and known. Jotunheim will now face the northern hordes. Our warriors descend on soil, where frozen hope awaits. The eerie sound of nothingness, is hastily flung away. Brace yourselves, my warriors, and raise your battle cries! The giants will draw back in force Once we teach them how, to die! The ground starts to tremble, the skies becomes black. With hate and despair the giants attack. Fight till death is what we want, our freedom we will claim. My soul is linked through forge and flame, to face whatever pain. Blood to bone! Forever gone. An eagles flight. Forever stained! A close-call victory was won that frost-stained day. The giants were driven back in vengeance bloody name. Stand proud, my Einherjars, we've won this dreaded day, the giants forces in the north, will soon be swept away. Now clean your wounds and swipe your blades, more thresholds lies ahead. And I won't stop my darkened path until they all are dead (utdraget growl)! The rimsurturs will pay this day, eternal night will fall. The war of Aesirs's claims our souls, and victory's our call! Bretheren will fall to them, but we will persevere. They will drown in their own blood, And our names they learn to fear!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

The twilight of the Aesir faith is nigh, the Fimbulwinters cold, strikes hard! For three long years, an ever-frost will reign. The sun is dead and the world is drenched in pain, chaos time, awake! When brother turns on brother, when Heimdall sounds his horn, then Yggdrasil will bleed, when the Vigrid plains becomes a battlefield. The charred-red and Fjalar unleash the darkened, hordes, while Gullinkambe cals on Aesirs, for war! The hordes of Hel and Muspelheim arrives, while aesirs ride from Asgaards mighty halls, all sworn to die! The Fenris wolf will swallow the sun, while Hatr devours the moon. Jormundr will wash ashore and drench the the world in doom. Loki pierce his former friends with words of rage and hate, Surt engulfes the entire world, in a final, fiery fate. Mjolnir crushes the giant snake of dread, but his poisoned blood will snare Thor, to the dead! Odin falls as Fenris devours him whole, but Vidar avenge his king with the dreadwolfs soul! The world is lost! Tyr will slay the fearsome Garm, from the belly, of the beast. Loki and Heimdall is locked in fight and neither will see the feast. Darkened forces faces the gods in a final, bloody fight. The world will burn from Ragnarök, the end time strikes tonight!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Our story will lead to a gloom-filled descent, a path stained with madness and pain. Trust with your instincts, don't look with your eyes, or find your own soul lost in vain. The sharp edge of hate glows within my own mind, when the froststorms are leaving their mark. With a vengeance denied and a hate growing blind, a blood-curse is born from the dark! The walls starts to crumble inside my mind cell, my sanity is finally erased. From the ashes of hope, a mad god arise, blood-drunk, all twisted and crazed! My etheral precense is stopped by no walls, no mortal shall deny my call! With a vengeance denied and a growing downfall, a blood-curse is born from the dark! Cold winds are roaring, all through the night, My presence shakes the Earth! Guardians of time and death, feel my broken trust! when I find my former fiends I'll turn them into dust! Scream out in fear of the pain that will come, your knowledge is fuel for my hate. So come all, come out, wherever you hide, and face your own grim-cloaked fate!! I am awakened to undo my death, from your own fate you cannot flee. My judge from beyond shall enslave your whole lives, your souls will set me free. Revenge upon you, freedom denied. Death will makes your call! Fight your own sadness, loose all your hope. I will awaken judgement call!

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Ever since the universe was born, I've observed it, from the shadows. I gave it knowledge, fears and life, I am alfa, I am omega. An endless darkness stands as my own home, I have lived there, long past the eons. Bound to be the judge of every soul, a harsh god, an entity of justice. Now, all my time, and all my life, has been lost, amongst the stars, but my mind, still recall, a time beyond words where, lies, that agonize, still will haunt, my raging vengeance. Where all, cries, they will drown, a thousand times, in the blood of their masters. Search your own self, judge your own glood, Remember your call and unleash you doom Realease your own hate and cry for your soul, the judgement day for the universe has come. They will all remember my name, when the nightsky descends upon them. Nothing in the universe is safe, when I show my own true fiendish form. So, day and night, became one, when the shadows consumed them all, and the skies, starts to bleed, from the almighty flames. Now prepare, your demise, you will quench, my raging vengeance. Where all, cries, they will drown, a thousand times, in the blood of their masters.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025