Domgeorn

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First ye must plough afore ye can sow and the seed must be planted afore it can grow. The corn must well ripen afore ye can reap and the grain must be ground afore bread ye eat. Mundilfær's kin cross the sky never meeting, they'll never turn back for the wolf jaws are gaping, they journey from east to the west, they are never escaping, they'll never change time and they'll never change Wyrd and so do you think to recorder this life, do you think that the spoke can change it's place locked in the wheel which is endlessly rolling forever on and on and on... First must be Winter afore comes the Spring and the forest awaken afore the birds sing, the Summer days lengthen afore they must wane and the harvest be gathered afore the Samhain. Mundilfær's kin cross the sky never meeting, they'll never turn back for the wolf jaws are gaping, they journey from east to the west, they are never escaping, they'll never change time and they'll never change Wyrd and so do you think to recorder this life, do you think that the spoke can change it's place locked in the wheel which is endlessly rolling forever on and on and on... See the old man as he painfully draws his last breath and wonders what wonders lurk beyond the dark veils of death; in endlessly falling he finds him self crawling again, re-enters the circle where only the pain stays the same. Only the pain stays the same. You enter the circle again. Just as the corn yields the grain so the grain must yield corn once again... First comes the darkness afore comes the dawn and the blood must be present afore one was born; the child must find learning afore he can grow til forgetfullness withers afore we return below. Mundilfær's kin cross the sky never meeting, they'll never turn back for the wolf jaws are gaping, they journey from east to the west, they are never escaping, they'll never change time and they'll never change Wyrd and so do you think to recorder this life, do you think that the spoke can change it's place locked in the wheel which is endlessly rolling forever on and on and on... (Ni fuil an sabras aðragad deað).

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

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Listen to the thunder shake the hills, awaken not the giants who sleep to still. As the lightning through the storm, through your hearth may be so warm, theres a fire which rages within. And the song may not waken me, and the strong may threaten me, stood so long against the wind and rain. Where the ravens fly so high, where the Earth caress the sky, I shall climb to the ancient gods who reign. I hear the mountain call my name, awake the hearts of those who will remain, these ancient ones will e'er reside and they call for me to enter the mountainside. Listen to their whisper in your heart, so loud it tears your mind and soul apart. To the faithfull ever clear, to the brave it brings no fear. Theres a river which rages within. Though long may the journey seem, though life may seem just a dream, and the wolves may be many in the night, when the gods ignore my cry, when my foes wish me to die, I will never give up the will to fight. I hear the mountain call my name, awake the hearts of those who will remain, these ancient ones will e'er reside and they call for me to enter the mountainside. The mountainside...The mountainside...The mountainside...

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Now proud our legions stand, our banners fyin' in the wind. Swords glisten, shinin' in the sun ere it's begun the battle's won... I'm the one Here's my son He was born Out of the sun. I'm the one Here's my son See his heart His time is come so raise the battle hail... See how the weak ones flee; the proud and strong alone will stay. Raise weapons, harken to the sound which cleaves the sky and curs the ground... I'm the one Here's my son He was born Out of the sun. I'm the one Here's my son See his heart His time is come so raise the battle hail... Raise the mighty hand of doom and reach our with the sword of justice to smite from the earth all those who dishonour the virtues of power, strenght and might. Let their screams fill the air, let their lifesblood fall on the battle- scarred earth, and let our mighty legion drink the blood of all those who stand against us in defiance of our noble quest. Lords of death, I heed your call... now take my answer... I'm the one Here's my son He was born Out of the sun. I'm the one Here's my son See his heart His time is come so raise the battle hail... Courage alone can set it free; the hero's heart inside of thee. Flesh withers, honour never dies, eternally our glory shines. I'm the one Here's my son He was born Out of the sun. I'm the one Here's my son See his heart His time is come so raise the battle I'm the one Here's my son He was born Out of the sun. I'm the one Here's my son See his heart His time is come so raise the battle, raise the battle hail...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

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If fear still thy heart hold close to the fire; the harvest moon rises and burns as the pyre Mock not the ancients, invite not their curse; misfortune or mirth do they hold in their purse Samhain When Summer greets Autumn and green turns to gold, when the barn is well laden stray not from the fold, when Morrigen circles, her fortune to bring, for does death treat the beggar more lightly than king? Samhain Summer's gone, the sun is dying; Winter draws so harsh and cold; gates of Hell stand wide and open, forgotten realm of days of old; hope-fires burn caressing moonlight, tongues of flame lick the sky Within the circle of the ancients the fattened calf prepares to die The forest sleeps, awaits the Springtime; Beltaine's fire will bring new life; await the passing of the Winter; await the dawning of the new light You want to know what holds the future; you want to know of hope or fear? Beware the swords the gods are speaking, some things you may not want to hear... Choose well thy words lest folly be thine Choose well desire lest suffer in time Choose well thy thoughts be less fleeting than rain case the gods to thy bidding when they walk at Samhain Samhain

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

Erce, erce, erce, eorðan modor. hæl ues þu folde fira modor. Beo þu ʒrouende on ʒoda fæðme...

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

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When Sðl bathed Rind's rival in Mardoll's eyelash-dew, and the powers of dwarves burden gazed from home of the chosen few, then the mother of the earth-ring-bane, Ygg's first tree-clad bride, danced gaily neath the world-hall's flame and adder's ease betide. Yet valley fish rest lightly, the sea-thread writhes and coils, for corpse-brand-thorns spread Northway o'er Blain's skull-fetter's soils to provoke the deaths of arm-fire-heirs of nine-wave-mothers' son. With third's deserted wife daimed theirs thus the Ragnarok's begun. Now Onar's only daughter lies beaten, raped, betrayed since Rome has waded Ægir's road, called Vidrir's line its slaves. Yet Svolnir mourns Night's broken child who neath the elfdisc trod, on whom the all-bright wave-fire smiled, the beloved of the raven god.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025