The Discipline of Steel

The ship of life sets out on its course Sending out a challenge to the gods As the cold black sea waits silently We embark to find our destiny Left alone in the arms of fate The world sees and feels our every move With an open restless mind We leave the first shore behind Surrounded by the voices of the night We struggle on and try not to look behind Washed away by waves of love and hate To be swept around by the hands of fate Dark skies whip me with silver tears The night whispers secrets into my ears Winds blow cold across the raging sea Singing songs of what used to be Anxiously we embrace the storm (Until we reach the shore) Currents flow around me Carrying other souls just like me Drained of strength by the burning sun Frozen by fear of what's to come But one day this journey will greet death And the time will come to leave the deck Birth to death and shore to shore Maybe the journey will begin once more

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

In my dreams I'm slowly ascending the stairway that leads to strength though I know that my soul is descending down the path that is dark and filled with sorrow it is the road many young men have travelled and surely I will follow I'm building the strength inside so that my soul soon like the Phoenix will rise from the ashes of my true self which burned in the flames of my own private hell hell that was given form by the sick god that lives inside me he said let there be darkness and sure as hell the darkness would be All my dreams have gone to waste like a stone thrown into a lake I just want to greet the morning sun but my endless night has just begun Staring through a wall of glass from a cold and empty room every night I have a dream where I see myself with you breaking through to the other side to the raise of first born light from behind the glass where I'm trapped inside Within my darkest hour I created my realm of shadows and fear which I ruled alone like a failed king whose end is near but now since the smoke has cleared the dust that shoved me has settled down I will leave my empire of despair cast aside my painful crown Soon the walls must start to break my true self will become awake Soon I hope to greet the morning sun I'm so misraised to carry on All my dreams have gone to waste like a stone thrown into a lake I just wanna greet the morning sun but my endless night has just begun Soon the walls must start to break my true self will become awake Soon I hope to greet the morning sun I'm so misraised to carry on

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

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In the ancient times The power was handed to the chosen one To manifest itself in a dark form Summon fire, control our scorn. Hear this oh child of light The darkness calls you near The sons of Crom are here To show you the discipline of steel Hark! We've arrived To start a war in the name of ancient darkness Death! To infidels The chaos is here once again Hark! We've arrived To start a war in the name of ancient darkness Death! To infidels The chaos is here once again Try to ignore it, try to despise it But deep inside you fear it The prophets have seen it Now it's time for you to receive it Some crave it, some hate it We bleed to death to create it We grinded, we created We start a war to save it Soon your powerless Gods will be cast aside As the war drums pound under a red sky An ancient chill whispers the coming of a new world Dark shadows call to silence the cries of an easy prey Hark! We've arrived To start a war in the name of ancient darkness Death! To infidels The chaos is here once again Hark! We've arrived To start a war in the name of ancient darkness Death! To infidels The chaos is here once again Try to ignore it, try to despise it But deep inside you fear it The prophets have seen it Now it's time for you to receive it Some crave it, some hate it We bleed to death to create it We grinded, we created We start a war to save it Spoken Word: Between the time when the oceans drank Atlantis, and the rise of the sons of Aryas, there was an age undreamed of. And onto this, Conan, destined to wear the jeweled crown of Aquilonia upon a troubled brow. It is I, his chronicler, who alone can tell thee of his saga. Let me tell you of the days of high adventure! The finnish part is an excerpt from the section "The Birth of Iron" from Kalevala : "Neiet käyä notkutteli, astui immet pilven äärtä utarilla uhkuvilla, nännillä pakottavilla. Lypsit maalle maitojansa, uhkutit utariansa; lypsit maille, lypsit soille, lypsit vienoille vesille. "Yksi lypsi mustan maion: vanhimpainen neitosia; toinen valkean valutti: keskimäinen neitosia; kolmas puikutti punaisen: nuorimpainen neitosia. "Ku on lypsi mustan maion, siitä syntyi meltorauta; ku on valkean valutti, siit' on tehtynä teräkset; ku on puikutti punaisen, siit' on saatu rääkyrauta. But always there remained the discipline of steel. Hark! We've arrived To start a war in the name of ancient darkness Death! To infidels The chaos is here once again Hark! We've arrived To start a war in the name of ancient darkness Death! To infidels The chaos is here once again Try to ignore it, try to despise it But deep inside you fear it The prophets have seen it Now it's time for you to receive it Some crave it, some hate it We bleed to death to create it We grinded, we created We start a war to save it We start a war to save it We start a war to save it We start a war to save it We start a fuckin' war to save it