Reformation

O Mighty One thou who once reigned the Earth and sky I call you, come forth from the darkness Grant me the knowledge to see all And an engine of war With it to strike down my foes, to fly across the reformed world Like the lightning in the night Slashing through the pitch-black sky, reaching towards a new horizon Let me rise again and ride with the north wind through the sky Feel the taste of a new conquest And race with the falcons Too long I’ve dwelt in shadows once again Waging the war inside my head Now hardened by the cold to be unbroken once and for all With the gods by my side, armed and ready to strike

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

A cold and icy world lies around me I journey on with a weapon of might to conquer all A heart forged out of flame, bearing my name, burning everything that stands in the way Yearning the world for itself Born to stride in the cold Shielded by my guardian demon horde Led by their flames Through even the coldest ice age to where my throne awaits Haven’t had much sleep since I can’t remember No time to rest, the path lies ahead Whipped by the winds of chaos, bit by the frost right through my spine But still I go on to reach my crowning

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Running through the hourglass of time Another day passes by Turning into a sleepless night Yearning for something I don’t know Tension inside me still grows Until the new chapter unfolds Seems no matter how hard you try The thorn still burns in your side Throughout this test that we call life We win and lose everyday It’s like you’ve heard the Christians say: “The Lord giveth and taketh away” Breaking the walls surrounding me Rising with integrity Into a new supremacy Forging dreams into reality Reaching high into the stars Beyond what once seemed too far With the force that lives within The new chapter shall begin No scars, no wounds too deep to hide Yet feeling hollow deep inside As if something there has died The restless heart of a child That keeps visions, dreams alive Still dwells waiting inside

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Once long ago, guiding them across the open steppe On their land the Sun God rose and set They ran and rode like the wind, their hearts and future open wide As free children of the Earth and sky Brothers rise and greet the pagan Sun So long forgotten in the darkness Now, praise the resurrected gods Awaken from their age of silence Then the enemy arrived Bringing death and plague in their stride The shadow of the cross spread far and wide Now the destruction complete Reign of old cultures obsolete Waiting for centuries to be reborn Just like the children of the plains So long ago, so far away Our forefathers shared the same forgotten plain But now the silence will end As the pagan Sun rises again Our ancient wounds opened again Crying to the winds for revenge A thousand lakes, a thousand tears, unspoken for a thousand years Our scars have been buried deep inside Anger took so long to ignite And wash away the North Star’s pain As the pagan Sun rises again

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

From far beyond the mountains of Crom Where the forces of winter spare only the strong Strides forth a son of the North Destined to conquer, and die by the sword And like the sun, he rises with a golden light Reaching with his rays into the world But like the sun, each time he’s destined to set And is forced to hide in the dark... ...Where his wounds bleed in silence Blazing eyes now reduced to dying embers “Oh, black winged goddess You’ve struck me again with lust Please stop the bleeding You’ve taken enough!” Across the Earth he strides And when he strikes he always triumphs Still, he never forgets the shadow of the goddess, haunting his steps And like the Moon, his restless eyes shine in the night Joining the orgy of the stars But like the Moon, his full heart is destined to wane And is forced to hide in the dark...

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Man’s old curse – the lust for power Consumes the weak like an infection Toying with forces they can’t comprehend Their despicable minds never see the deception A masquerade and a carnival of fools Dreaming of diabolical powers They will never learn the source of the true infernal spring With eyes of the night I’m staring inside the heart of the serpent Though it’s always disguised I can almost reach the flame Turn away from the Heavens, the truth is closer to grasp Forget the dreams of afterlife, the day is here and it’s fleeting fast A masquerade and a carnival of fools Dreaming of God’s salvation They will waste their lives never seeing the supreme divinity With eyes of the night I’m staring inside the heart of the serpent Though it’s always disguised I can almost reach the flame With my eyes of the night getting used to the light Seeing now what I’ve never seen before I can only smile knowing I still cannot find a way to reach what I’m holding inside.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

The reigning king, high priest of the sonic fire Baptizing the world with a roaring flame Lord of the strings, born to sweep the world like a fifth wind Now gone, but echoing beyond forever Burning with passion and with grace, every night you set the world ablaze Millions who walked with you through the days Forever will revere your name Electric fire from your hands Burned still on the night of your last stand Breathing life into the world On the last stage lies a hero with a heart of gold Now a fallen warrior with wounds too deep to endure the cold Your strings still weep as you’re taken away too soon As you bleed on the strings now the strings bleed with you With pride he dedicated his life To keeping the spirit and the flame alive Preserving the craft with the power to light millions of hearts Leaving behind a legacy – countless secrets of an art like sorcery Now the strings of your followers sing in your honour

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

The shadows that keep haunting your soul Drag you again into the cold Time to rise! The challenge is being thrown down from the skies Hear the call of the horns singing the anthems of war Hear the call to arms Our future’s been forged somewhere on the anvils of the gods Time for the first strike to land! Plagued by the demon of throes, exploiting your weakness Cast aside your fears, raise your sword! And laughing sends the demon back into the abyss

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

From within the midst of the woods sings a pipe with a mystic tune Whispering like an echo from beyond the ages Softly whistles the pipes of Pan, from the golden age before Man When wine and song flowed through the forest From a void beyond the stars Through gateways left unguarded Now somewhat strange folk arriveth And of the prophecies once been told The greatest now unfolds As the gods of the ancient world unite to reclaim their thrones! As is told in a book of mine Constellations shift in the sky A portal shall open in the Heavens All lords of heathen might Will arrive side by side From Ukko to Chernobog and Ra Marching through the stars they return to conquer “And from the depths of the abyss, an order will rise to be carried out by the heathen congregation” “Soon your powerless gods will be cast aside As the war drum pounds under a red sky An ancient chill whispers the coming of a new way Dark shadows crawl to silence the cries of our easy prey” With the keys to all ancient lore Riding in on a thousand storms With wrath they raise the fiercest of armies: Creatures of a sick diabolical breed The very spawn of demon’s seed Clad in iron and shimmering steel Bearing standards of fire Dressed for war.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025