Landscape of Discord

This is the cry of those who could not free themselves From the bonds of silence, Of fear, and those who exercised their power To master words. This is the cry of those who cried along with the history. Its plague... the pain…

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

The march of the last swords can be heard in the distance. The path that brought us alive from moments will miss us. High birds fly That the Norns like to hear, They wait for the honorable fall. Next to us, The Goddess who gave us the day Takes formidable the stirrups. We do not fear fire, The ruin of our thoughts. The loss of our body. Squeeze my body Knowing that, When the moon drinks in the heavens From Ymir, The horror will fall under your shoulders. And you will remember my eyes, The only ones who can Free you from the axe That will bend your soul That came with the winter.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Landscape of discord, Illuminated by a flame Almost extinct. Behind the snowed rocks, A tense environment is described With the cold, Even the flowers have not died. The rows are intact, They look for honor. The helmets shine, Shields, spears and axes. Standing men, fierce warriors. Rise above the enemy, And shine once more Soon we will be at home. Do not fear, Smell their fear, Do not forgive. The time has arrived, The goddess of the golden wagon Has been reached by Skoll. The darkness has fallen on our backs. Paint the field Of brutality, Glory is its color.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

What do you see? Do you contemplate the beings That wander, That drown in sentences? They are lost, They pay the punishment of living Only there, The landscape is pain. Those who do not afflict Will regret it, You suffer the eternal River of greed. Many still wait A place in eternal darkness

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

True masters of heaven in anger, Lightning bones That intertwine in the eternal night ... Roar, Between death and fluvial twilight. I invoke you, oh, tormented souls of the past, Trills of the death-bald-bird, I implore you one last cry In this wax-stars room illuminated in darkness. Oh, spirits, drink the blood from my veins. Run through the wrists, holding old writings, Filling the cranial cups of fallen kings, I surrender to the sacrifice To be who, in pen and ink, With the dew of moonlight gone, Write their names.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

My eyes watch in a long wait The stone that covers them Is in vain The storm has devoured them, Blizzard that buries me In search of truth I went Sacrificing what I once loved Where are they? In the high mountains The howls of Fenrir Arrived dragged in the breath of my ears. The beasts sent by destiny came for us. Northward liberated from oppression We exiled ourselves from death. Their voices I still hear in the wind. We were guided by Polaris Merak protected us. Under them, the nebula, The call of the gods, They brought us here

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

The heavens will cross For the whole eternity Destiny is uncertain, The wagons are pulled by steeds, The pure blood of divine beasts They gallop without stopping. The goddess of light Who gave us the day, The god of the shadow That gave us light in the dark Do not stop, Behind them the beasts go, With eyes of death, Tusks of destruction. The evening twilight Will show us the truth The blood runs.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

It's not long, Do not stop listening, Those are the notes Kissing your ears in the darkness, Only them will make you not submerge into oblivion. Here you cannot see anything, Just the shadow of those who are Prisoners of their fate Woodland with grimaces of pain, For having to stand up forever Under the towering evil From the one who does not show up, The shadows murmur in this place. The bow seduces the strings, The violin leads me down the treacherous path, He who shelters the eyes of the beasts, Those that seduce my flesh The melody, The light is stronger than a candle The seduced forest changes its veil And the green begins to live, For you I'm here, Nobody sent me Soon I will be with you The orange solstice Is still sounding in the dark Wait for me.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?