Eternal Winter Domain

Old realm, hear your sons Cold kingdom, take us all Joining in a procession of choirs A gathering of bravehearts Celebrating our mighty gods To sing as one in a winter chant

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

High, this domain up above the soil On the top of mountains, where Mother Earth pierces the clouds Between valleys and crests, and across desertic vastness Through barren plains and fields, onward to the path to a sacred land Thus the nordic winds will guide his march to rise in eternal night Gods of thunder will strike and bring the flame unleashing his might Thus the nordic winds will guide his march to rise in eternal night Gods of thunder will strike and light the fire of the ancient clan Ice, this domain overhangs the land Upon the tops of forests, majestic woods and without end Amidst the expanses of meadows and arid landscapes The winter will prevail and dominate by its shroud of frost Thus the nordic winds will guide his march to rise in eternal night Gods of thunder will strike and bring the flame unleashing his might Thus the nordic winds will guide his march to rise in eternal night Gods of thunder will strike and light the fire of the ancient clan He is the one who knows it all A strong man dressed in a robe of ice A burning soul for an idol blessed He is the one to rule the land and judge the fools He is the guardian of the sacred mountain, the Wise By the power of the ancient words He owns the magic to strike Glorious protector of the pagan pride Bow down before your patriarch tonight

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

From the highest summits Bitten by impetuous winds To valleys enshrined in snow The tribe rides elder paths The Sons of North Carried by their steed, nostrils fuming in frozen dawn Galloping from collars to crests Enfeoffed lords in a mortal world Carrying the banner of the ravens Masters of immaculate tops Living memory of Nordic lands Last keepers of the Heathen faith The proud hordes defy the one god, nothing can soil their ancient beliefs They gall the sky of their hoof, grazing heaven of their swords Their tribal chants exult such an anthem to the battle Protecting their fatherland, till' the snow be redden by blood Shadows of the ravens plane over the mount and valleys The gallop of the war horses will rumble loud once again

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

The nine ravens will fly and dive into infernal fires In the grand valleys The mighty thunder will force the season to die Wings of destruction and there’s no way out To run and forget your duty This is a nocturnal call to war Always strong, it drowns and embraces the nine worlds Once inside the woods, the lightning strikes Night spreads her robe upon the frozen land Plunging down into depths Winds will provoke the clouds and drain the skies Flooding the Land and setting forests ablaze Winds and fires gather for the storm to come A darkened horizon falls upon the land in flames Under the moonlight the curse will never end Nightshades and thunder shall rule the world forever For my heart is brave I’ll stand down there in pride And if she calls my name I’ll stand to praise my burning ground Winds and fires gather for the storm to come A darkened horizon falls upon the land in flames

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

For the blood and souls of our Fathers An allegiance to our ancient order A wardance, inheritance of old Veins will drain in rivers, bloodred Pride is the strength that will guide The flash of the blades in a trance No one can bring down these warriors Prideful intrepid fighting men Into the fires of thunder The souls of our enemies drowned And under the sign of the morningstar The flag is forever to rise For the blood and souls of our Fathers Allegiance to our ancient order

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

Nocturnal Skies rising above the Nordic Land Darkness, dusk is rising Darkness grows, covering the world such a shroud The frozen light of the sun is dying, in moonshades Goddess of night throne, blinding queen Eternal moon reign, on a kingdom of dark shapes The coldest moon is shining on the frozen land Forsaken in ancient fears in a dark gleam of eclipse Our mother Earth is diving into obscurity Nightshades, the dawn will never rise Nightshades fall upon a sullen and darkened earth The sun has failed in storming thunder, in a dying shade Nocturnal creatures from a distant past Invisible torments, grinding in the lunar clearness The claws of night prevail in a last embrace I, Gaia, condemn humanity to endless night In fear of my night children, the hunters will become the preys For having betrayed my creation and soiled the sovereign nature I, mother Earth, knew atrocious sufferings And now the time to revenge has come Under the funeral skies, forever

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

There’s a land where the ground is pure and natural There’s a land where the hills are dressed in white There’s a land where the keeps are edified in ice There’s a land where the snow erects its throne Under cold nordic skies, the earth has turned hard as stone My blood will flow in its core, I hear the call of my fatherland Above crystalline domes, darkness lays down its crown Icewinds whirl in a drone, I hear the call of my nightrealm Among the clouds, upon the highest mountains Eternal Winter, shadowed domain There’s a land where… I feel my kingdom come, a silent reign on the world I am filled with its might, I am one with my fatherland Among the clouds, upon the highest mountains Eternal Winter, shadowed domain Through the blizzard I creep alone Final ride to die, fine day to die At last, my Winter Queen promised me here as a prince I can be To merge with icy lands and to serve Her for eternity Through the blizzard I creep alone Final ride to die And the snow started covering me Plunging me into this frozen palace Observing this fathomless realm of white Falling into the depths of the Earth There’s a land where… I feel my kingdom come, a silent reign on the world I am filled with its might, I am one with my fatherland

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Signs will come from above Red skies drown on shores Our gods, fires draining dawn They’ll come from all the province They’ll ride and yell for the honour of the clan They’ll rise in funeral thunder Prepare the heathen night rite As the wounds will heal in dance shades Time has come to praise divine signs Calling the ancients, invoking the brave Released by their power, the land is ablaze She came to honour devoted sons It is the time for them to rise To reach the place where the ancient souls dwell Stones beaten by the winds Will open the gates to the ancestral vault Flames of wisdom will burn Bursting out in thunder provoking night frost Invoking the moonshades, heathen servants will call them Our souls will rise in fires, burning as flames of candles solemn Nocturnal chants sound loud and proud Advancing to the ancient sanctuary The blood is flowing, another clansman will pass away Memories to honour, as nocturnal winds will take this Son of Earth Devoted souls gather among the shadows Starting the tribal dance Then they will rise, one by one Under a moonless sky, they will give praise to their ancient heroes They will unchain the memories that once were past Rains have drawn the signs The tribe is born

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

Ablaze are the spirits among which I rest In the heart of this darkgreen realm of giant oaks My long forgotten forest, precious kingdom of timeless grace and secrets Heart of the woods, a sacred wisdom Shall dwell eternally in our pagan blood Come forth Lord of the trees, and possess our souls We will serve ye forever oh graceful God Rising through the night, engraved in stones The sacred wood, these collonades of an ancient pride Eternal Gods, supreme fathers of a glorious past I praise their divine crown

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

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