River at Dash Scalding
This track is instrumental.
The full conscience of the cosmic harmony Of the ancient soul and the metaphysics substance of the environment The ancient soul lives inside us, unintentionally hidden Strange creatures, absolutely real a different touch It is time when the night numbs from the frost The time when the goat comes deep red With scalding eyes and with nails on his feet The goat rises all alone, at the edge he stands His teeth glitters, he smells the Archipelagos rising I see him! The gods are nothing more than Vampires Who are fed by the fantasy of the chosen ones Each time a cypress bows by the winds blow The mind of the poet flutters Then Apollon rises
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025
Great star, your happiness is to shine for us We bless you for this, my eagle and my snake I am a prophet of the Thunder, the heavy drop from the clouds This thunder is me, the overman, of the eternal return, the Mentor And the devil once told me: Even God has his own Hell, because of his love for the human God is dead! God is dead! God is dead! For his mercy for man The great empire of man The one-thousand-year-old kingdom of the overman Beggars go away, we don't want you They left far away laming Now that god lies in his grave, he rots Now the superior human Becomes master What I disdain makes me hope I enjoy inside me my great sin like it is my biggest comfort I am not the light for the time being I will blind them with the thunder of my wisdom You great star, deep of happiness My eagle has awaken, as I honor the sun Our fingernails are reaching out for the new light The lion has come; my children are by my side The time has come
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025
Which is the best Glory for you Than to be laurel crowned in battle? But how much greater is the glory When you conquer the field of battle An immortal crown? Being killed you will have the Elysian Fields The triumphant will rule over the earth For that rise determined war Place at the same level of worth Pleasure and pain! Profit and loss! Victory and defeat! Be prepared for struggle you Arjuna, ancient warrior Now it is vital time for a prime and in depth action Until the rebirth of Europa, beyond the ruins of the world Which will have been overthrown, and doomed?
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025
TAAOROA, father of all Gods Through the eternity of time You sit inside a seashell in Skotos Aenaon Without stars, without land, without sky Everything is an impervious darkness A conception brought the idea and originated growth From growth the thought, from thought the memory From memory the consciousness: the desires Knowledge become fertile and produces (the) night! SKOTOS AENAON, now God RU is being born Cosmogenia, a breath in the void space 666, IAPETE, father of the fifth rage Put your sperm in the womb of a warrior woman EOSFORE, transport the festive news! Today is being born the ovERMAN The architect will tremble the creator (TAAOROA) Knowledge is in the hands of PROMETHEUS SKOTOS AENAON, now God RU is being born Cosmogenia, a breath in the void space 666, IAPETE, father of the fifth rage
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025
We are reborn from the ashes of our death We summon the mystical phoenix, the return of the immortal After the Great War, we are tragic fighters In the hour of judgment, we will return again in our posts. On the right of the last avatar the upcoming Kalki the avenger After the twilight of the Demigods A red blooded sky, a sunset, the decline of the civilization, and suddenly a golden dome A symbol appears golden and pure It rises in the night from the shadow of our swords Wreathed in the myth, soled down in fire ZEUS upsets the cosmic disorder HERCULES drowns the snakes THESEIS lifts the rocks and rigs FAETHON sets the sky on fire FIVOS kills the python The head of Medusa is in the edge of our swords The sacred one Values are recoded from the depths of centuries To regain Nemesis
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025
I enter the world of my forefathers I initiate into the secrets of the forgotten Europa I hear the clatter of the swords I hear the voice of war I live between them I become an ancient hero of the battle I hear the voice of Leonidas, standing in the Thermopylae I attack in the east by the side of Alexander the great In the war of Troy, in the greatest to fall, Achilles In the frozen Northern seas At the lands of Vikings In the northern skies In the Celtics, I descend back in time In a Celtic winter, in a cold battle Revitalization, my lungs are filled with Europa Beyond the fog of history, I handle Mythology The folklore, the ancient customs The forgotten Gods of this locus In Walhalla and in the Elysian fields
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
I come from the dark Abyss, the Uterus! And I conclude in dark Abyss, the Tomb! I am the lord of the earth, it is of mine Flesh and blood of mine by the name of my parents A wild voice calls my race and me The dead are laid on the soil They have become birds, trees and air I sit in shadows feeding from their flesh They become ideas, passion and destiny becomes my will I am afraid I humiliate my ancestors I am brave my rage rises! My passion, my beliefs are older than my heart My body is the men, the women and the children of my race I sing hanged from the Abyss The magic proud incantation Πιστεύω σ' ένα Θεό, Ακρίτα, Διγενή, στρατευόμενο πάσχοντα μεγαλοδύναμο, όχι παντοδύναμο, πολεμιστή στ' ακρότατα σύνορα, στρατηγό αυτοκράτορα σε όλες τις φωτεινές δυνάμεις, τις ορατές και τις αόρατες
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025
The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the sun forbade us to. Oh how mournful we are, Soon to be given wings. The wings that gave the swan his pride. And the tears that watched the sun die. And you..... You who threw silence over me, Return with the heart I gave you..... .....I was weak to let you plunder.
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025
Son of Europa raise up your head Wherever you see plain Before it was a forest Under the ice, have remained the traces Of our arms! When it's full moon When the wind blows Along with the path, you can hear a song A song which tales, where we began to fight! Invisible enemies Along the path we crossed by Between us different languages, but one tradition Between us different nations, but one legion We began spring The woods where green (and) the trees in bloom Beyond these mountains There, where we stopped Wounded by winter We the new soldiers, while our hearts Feel like we are Gods Like we are silver eagles We, the frozen eagles From this path, we will not return again Youth of Europa do not forget us!
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025