Northern Rage

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Nighte hath gone The lighte of dawne fills the lande Warhordes appeare on the filde The pounding of feete hammereth the grounde Swords are struck on their shieldes A spear is throwne into the foeman's horde Sacrificing them all May Odinnn fulfill our course My son, hear my calle If I'll die wounded by steele Thy heir shalle be named after me Faithfull I'll die like many before When Odinn awaits me up highe (Heroic Deathe) I have foughte and yielde I did not Steele ends a warrior-life (Heroic Deathe) The battle is raging And father is struck by a sworde Lying amidst gory leaves I kneele at his side, I stare at his eyes His final wordes I recieve "Now my son, the time hath come My laste breath I shalle take Thy father end his life And yonder he shalle awake" My son, now I die but my name shalle live on When a tree of fighte to thee hath been borne Faithfull I'll die like many before When Odinn awaits me up highe (Heroic Deathe) I have foughte and yielde I did not Steele ends a warrior-life (Heroic Deathe) Now I die withe pride in my hearte I've seen my son become a man Fearless I stood, yielde I did not The golden halle shalle await me (Heroic Deathe) [Solo: Lars/Dave/Both/Lars/Dave/Both/Dave] [Kai:] Across the fielde the valkyries ride Carried up highe, the fallen one Were Bifrost ends Valhalla's gates shalle embrace The northern son

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Fivehundred gates and forty eke Open the brighte golden halle In Gladsheim where the one-eyed god Welcomes the fallen ones Only the bravest of all warriors Shalle be selected by the valkyries Valhalla Glorious halle up highe Home of the brave, open thy gates Fearless we'll fighte Valhalla Spears tower highe on the roof Shieldes brighten the walls A wolfe hangs before the gateway An eagle hovers above Eighthundred Einheries will at once Go from each gate When the Fenriswolfe hath To be foughte on the final day Halfe of the fallen are chosen to fighte Withe the Aesir at the twilighte of the gods Valhalla Glorious halle up highe Home of the brave, open thy gates Fearless we'll fighte Valhalla Glorious golden halle up highe Halle of the brave, open thy gates We fear not to die Valhalla [Solo: Both/Lars/Both] Only the bravest of all warriors Will fighte at the twilighte of the gods Valhalla Glorious halle up highe Home of the brave, open thy gates Fearless we'll fighte Valhalla Glorious golden halle up highe Halle of the brave, open thy gates We fear not to die Valhalla

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Thy time hath come, thou shalt be honoured A glorious life thou hast lead Father of mine, greate warrior The halle up highe lies aheade Stallions shalle be sacrificed Thy ship hath been raised The weapons of thine are placed at thy side A slave hath been chosen to followe her lorde Into the realm far beyond Thy last fyre lights up the solemn nighte Thy last fyre under the northern sky Lead off the ceremony Lay a rope arounde her neck Strangle the slave and the poniard Will end her burning flame Shieldes are pounding the nighte Drowning her fearfilling cries Torches are throwne onto the stake Thy ship stands aflame, northwards to sail The laste course of thine to fulfill Thy last fyre lights up the solemn nighte Thy last fyre under the northern sky Ritual flames upon Midgard's lande Transitional burning tonighte Thy last fyre [Solo: Lars] Mourning leaves the dead no reste No sleep, no repose He would gad aboute an intruder to be Tears cried after thee would burden thy chest But thou shalt not returne to bring mischief Thy ship stands aflame, northwards to sail The laste course of thine to fulfill Thy last fyre lights up the solemn nighte Thy last fyre under the northern sky Ritual flames upon Midgard's lande Transitional burning tonighte Thy last fyre

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Thine twelventh winter hath gone Thy time of manhoode hath come Learne how to fighte Embraced by Helm Bearer's host Thy consecration to holde Now wait for the nighte (Get ready to fighte) Marked by the spear and hanged thou shalt be The secrets of the Highe One to see Welcome thy rite Embrace the cult of the Ancient One Offer thyself and wise thou'll become Welcome thy rite Now thy rite lies aheade (Tonighte) Thy vivid bloode will be shed Fear not the blade Pain and wrathe thou shalt feele Ecstatic rage to reveale Enter this state (Fear not the blade) Careful they've been the secret to keepe Helm Bearer's son thou shalt be Welcome thy rite Embrace the cult of the Ancient One Offer thyself and wise thou'll become Welcome thy rite [Solo: Kai Hansen] Marked by the spear and hanged thou shalt be The secrets of the Highe One to see Welcome thy rite Embrace the cult of the Ancient One Offer thyself and wise thou'll become Welcome thy rite Welcome thy rite Welcome thy rite

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Dark, black as the nighte The enemies'fighte Strong warriors with a chest full of pride Wrathe to be revealed in the foremost rank Clad like bears they're marching And they're resolute to fighte Invulnerable to fire and iron No sworde can bite me when I'm in battlerage Óðinn's Warriors Fearless and proud we shalle strike Óðinn's Warriors In victory we returne from the fighte The spells are cast Ferocious hides are clad The bear's savage powere Now runs throughe my veins The foes are stormed A spear is striking my arm And I throwe it back without vestige of pain Invulnerable to fire and iron No sworde can bite me when I'm in battlerage Óðinn's Warriors Fearless and proud we shalle strike Óðinn's Warriors In victory we returne from the fighte [Solo: Lars/Dave/Lars/Dave/Both/Lars] I'm invulnerable to fire and iron No sworde can bite me when I'm in battlerage Óðinn's Warriors Fearless and proud we shalle strike Óðinn's Warriors In victory we returne from the fighte

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

The nighte hath begun The moon's arms embrace thee Now thy time hath come Wanderer's victim of bloode Thy flame will be burned out to tame his wrathe The blade awaits thee, thy back shalle be slit The bloode-dripping lobe of thy lunges Builde a pair of wings Delivered to Odinn (Bloode eagle) The Spearmaster's offeringe (Bloode eagle) The Raven God's sacrifice (Bloode eagle) The course of an ancient rite (Bloode eagle) Torches of deathe lighte the nighte Thou art broughte to the tent Thy laste brink to have As thou leaveth this place Soaked by the bloode, magic spells are cast The blade awaits thee, thy back shalle be slit The bloode-dripping lobe of thy lunges Builde a pair of wings Delivered to Odinn (Bloode eagle) The Spearmaster's offeringe (Bloode eagle) The Raven God's sacrifice (Bloode eagle) The course of an ancient rite (Bloode eagle) [Solo: Lars/Both] The blade awaits thee, thy back shalle be slit The bloode-dripping lobe of thy lunges Builde a pair of wings Delivered to Odinn (Bloode eagle) The Spearmaster's offeringe (Bloode eagle) The Raven God's sacrifice (Bloode eagle) The course of an ancient rite (Bloode eagle)

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Three moons have passed Since the midwinter's nighte Summer is awaited, the time of lighte Honour shalle be paid to thee All father, bringer of Victory The priest opens the sacrifice To stregthen thee a horse is victimized Bloode is shed upon thy sons Binding us to the one-eyed god Odinn, take this offering from us Be our guidance in war Let us not returne without victory Above the fire, the sacrificed meat A feaste is helde in troth of thee Hails are called out, horns are raised For powere thou shalt be praised Lead thy followers into a life of pride Odinn, take this offering from us Be our guidance in war Let us not returne without victory Rather we'll die [Solo: Lars/Both] Greate deeds await us at foreign shores Battlewolfe, lend thy spear to us Greate father of war, accept our offeringe Sende thy ravens as a signe, lead us into victory And thy sons shalle returne in pride... Odinn, take this offering from us Be our guidance in war Let us not returne without victory Odinn, lend thy spear to us Greate father of war Let us not returne without victory Rather we'll die

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Thaw hath begun, worship the sun The giants of ice leave the lande The scent of the sea, the dashing of the waves The winde hath broughte to the strande Put to the sea the dragonships now shall be Hoist up the sails The kit is taken aboard Ready to get throughe the gales Man the boats, leave the shore far behinde Raids lie aheade, wealth we shalle finde Crossing the seas, riding the storms Onward to loot foreign shores On the wide open sea far away from home We're storming across foreign shores Beneath the star of the northern lande A son of Odinn was borne One-eyed father is my guide For I passed the rite of the Ancient One I followe the cult like my father did My first course lies aheade Now my sworde shalle prove Whose descendant I am The foeman's bloode will be shed Fearless I'm on board Leave the shore far behinde Raids lie aheade, wealth I shalle finde Crossing the seas, riding the storms Onward to loot foreign shores On the wide open sea far away from home We're storming across foreign shores Behold the horizon, an island is in sighte We're heading for the shore Get ready to fighte Arms are handed over the bloodthirsty horde Hails shalle be called out Onward to loot the foreign shore [Solo: Dave] Fearless I'm on board Now leave the shore behinde Raids lie aheade, wealth we shalle finde Crossing the seas, riding the storms Onward to loot foreign shores On the wide open sea far away from home We're storming across foreign shores

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

793 at the northumbrian shore Dreadfull omens shake the lande Mighty messangers have come from above Awful signs they shalle presente Thunderstorms, lighting comes down Fiery dragons ride the sky A famine hath followed these tokens of hell Starvation now overtakes man's life Fallow's moon hath left the saintly shore Holy island ends the nighte Northern dragons have crossed the ocean's horizon Red white sails appeare in sighte Highe swung stems are breaking the waves Behold! Ship made of oak drawing near Beastly howlings are reaching the isle What strange horde hath broughte the sea Lindisfarne - The priests are overrun Lindisfarne - Calamity hath come Shores are laid waste, saints to overtake The storme of the northe hath begun At Lindisfarne Storming on the lande Tearing their clothes off their backs Chasing these weaklings away Some shalle be struck, some shalle be drowned Others shalle be laid in chains St. Cuthbert's cross, their treasure of stone Knocked down their idol shalle be His holy church, a sacred place Spattered and soiled withe the bloode of the priests Plundered the chapels shalle be The cloister is sacked, the altar is destroyed Precious stone, noble jewels and gold Now their holy treasures are on board Lindisfarne - The priests are overrun Lindisfarne - Calamity hath come Shores are laid waste, saints to overtake The storme of the northe hath begun At Lindisfarne [Solo: Lars/Both] Alcuin of York: Lo, it is nearly 350 years that we and our fathers have inhabited this lovely land, and never before has such terror appeared in Britain as this we now suffered from a pagan race... They stepped on holy places with uncleaned feet Dug up the altars and plundered all the treasures in the holy curch... What should be expected for other places When the divine judgement has not spared this holy place? Thy ravens up highe One-eyed father, accept our offering Let us not return without wealth and pride Be our guidance on the stormy sea Lindisfarne - The priests are overrun Lindisfarne - Calamity hath come Shores are laid waste, saints to overtake The storme of the northe hath begun At Lindisfarne "A furore Normannorum libera nos, Domine!"

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Prince of darkness leads us all strike the Christians down The unholy war, false prophet's call "death is all around" Seven daggers must be hidden, master is in danger The fruit that once was so forbidden is eaten by the stranger We gather our forces and saddle the horses and ride to the night black Satan's our god and we're out for blood, he salutes us with thunderous cracks We got the armour and we got the men, don't need the good on our side Nothing to lose, live or die, into the battle we ride Turn the cross upside down Feel the evil grow Burn the churches to the ground Satan's wicked show Turn the cross upside down No-one will be saved Burn the churches to the ground Thou shalt be depraved This is the story and this is the glory, it has no good ending at all Iron imprisons, gold shall set free, you cannot resist this call He gave us the power, he gave us strength, we did what had to be done No more true lies or reaching for skies, just one more night and we've won Turn the cross upside down Feel the evil grow Burn the churches to the ground Satan's wicked show Turn the cross upside down No-one will be saved Burn the churches to the ground Thou shalt be depraved Turn the cross upside down, turn the cross (4 times) Turn the cross upside down (4 times) Turn the cross upside down Feel the evil grow Burn the churches to the ground Satan's wicked show Turn the cross upside down No-one will be saved Burn the churches to the ground Thou shalt be depraved Burn them to the ground

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 11, 2025