Echoes of Yore

Cold and lifeless lay the plains of lore Until finally silently a spirit evoke And timeless clansmen rose By the sound of the old Celtic tunes of war Rise... And feel the deadly breeze The scent of burning flesh For my blade thirsts for Another war Curse of the might to take Oh it`s a human bane To fan the fires To cause an higher aim Here we stand Brothers in war From the four Winds of the land High on the hills We stay proud and brave For Freedom is a right And serfdom a grave Death to our foes... War!!! Legions of greed Of fire and light A thousand pikes Fight as one man Stormlike enraged They fight `till they die The one to enthrall The other to survive

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

Arthur: Still the giants dance at salisbury plain Still my spirit wanders to reach this higher aim Straight to foreign shores of distance we call the gods for a quest of truth and wisdom As long as you see the giants dance My spirit wanders through the land Gwalchmei: Led by the strength of bran and the timeless kings of Avalon The four winds of the land I will strive for the caldron Bedwyr: Led by the swiftness of winds I will wander through the farest glens My sentence is my deed Is there a view of sense unknown? Arthur: Craving for some armament to outlast this cold royal path I can hear them call The king must fall Strayed by the four winds Over the land and far away through the dark and cold Hear my song of grief but there`s a tune that gone astray while the world grow old Menw: Each tone that ever met the wind finally reaches Math and so me sight and breathless I am believe and trust is a value for the weak

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Woe... when fear is our bridle Lost in the claws of decay Oh, Tomorrow's a grinning skull That leads our way Sweet oblivion rocks us In a cradle of darkness Reel to the first tune In the crescendo of death Each delight becomes a jeering guilt Our mohters viscera sticks bleedin' in our throat So we grunt and we belch without any dread Prelude the eventide of the tellural breed Just like a desease Our race increase Just like a noctural dream We'll fade away one day Oh father tell me why The last flower died in my hands For castles in the air They burned down the ground And a hand full of dust For my life Hark! To our mothers scolding Discord is the harvest of greed Trust no pray into the emptiness Still havoc feasts ... on mankind

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025

Once, on another weary day of mine Just when the sun began to fondle mother earth On a hill I stood to behold this crimson embrace A stricken field to my feet (under bloody mist) Myriad hollow staring eyes Wrapped in red clouds The corvine goddess appeared Emptiness filled my mind Fervid thoughts crawled suddenly into me... Morrigan - three faced goddess dark and wild For thee I`ll raise my sword and shield Morrigan - grimest crow beneath the sky May the eyes of thousands please thy raging greed Come forth now grimest crow Thou cry shall shatter earth and sky ...Like a shrieking carnyce... In thy shadow I shall stand forevermore I send thee hail and eternal troth... Night descended and the stars within my eyes Cleared my mind and aflamed my heart I flee thy corvine ire Morrigan - three faced goddes dark and wild For thee they rose their swords and shields Morrigan - grimest crow beneath the sky May the eyes of thousands please thy raging greed - but not mine...

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

See the winter is coming Falling leaves dance to a silent tune I`ll take their hands I`ll make them stand When they`re all alone Years passed and the dawn of light Spread through time to leave tales behind The Queen of witches Gathered the wisdom For a year and a day Gwion takes care of the cauldron The spell is broken Flown into the youth They`re hunting and chasing Through the hills and braes The queen of witches swallowed the young lad So in year and a day Taliesin the wise rose from the dead [Chorus:] Praise the one who breaks the circle The one who dyes all grey away Laud the army of dwarves and elves Companions for the final day Now see the man in legends veiled A wise, a brave, of fortune hailed Now hear the man and his flaming rhyme Divinely anthems for glorious times The king of mortal And the source of wisdom For a year and a day Taliesin`s the guard of the cauldron [Chorus]

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

There's darkness everywhere in the hall of time but a low glowing fire shines on lonely silhouettes nigh colums of chilliads with runes of fate scalds, bards and minstrels stare into the flames Their lonely voices soar into the silence like a glint into the feeble light some runes start to shine in silvery letters forgotten stories of ruins and never ending blight: Far away from now in sunken times a fair young maiden followed the wind a will - o''- the - wisp led her astray into a vale of bleakness and grief Thousands of men - struck the marching tune so they died and she greets seeding tears and waiting for harvest Far away from now in sunken times a travelling lad followed an old path his thoughts stray constantly to the sky where elves and wyverns fly his colleen by his side with so bright eyes shillelagh won''t ever fly again Far away from now in sunken times an old bard sung with the wind the trees on an old path told him of a place his thoughts still long for A hall of ancient wisdom and lore in the eclipse of abandoned time: There's darkness ...

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Myrddin: Oh, remembering the words The vision of the sage He summoned all the heathen breed A black hearts dream of a new age Taint and vicious life he cried Strongest of his kind Shattered by a fateful might A carnal spell devoured his fiery mind Distrust and treason The strong will survive Is no virtue of reason While the whole land is moaning Oh, who`s worth to be king Revange! Hunt the king of Cornwall down The troops will march For they adore the cauldron All is fading to ashes, turning to war Oh, all you woeful warriors For yon weakness`ll never be strength Cold and fearless you adore The lies of a madman right till the end And in a night of roaming shadows With a spell on his face He seduced the unaware widow Oh what murderous embrace So fate took its course With less rhyme than reason War and hate Will bear brighter days The night passed Its crown to the king of dawn This dream will last Till the day This new kingdom will come

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

That is not dead which can eternal lie yet with strage aeons even death may lie (H.P. Lovecraft) I bewail my destiny a foible of mine but her voice tortures my mind I yearn for her bosom I fear her sway my eternal blemish is her embrace She whispers: chose a realm - these two are the preferred ones: Hell - where your soul reduces to ashes Heaven - where you'll be drowned

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

So long he is gone With a pale servile face His way led right through A cold bloody haze His yell pierced the cold frosty mornin' As he erased someone wicked with evil Chorus: So like millions before He died in his gore And those who survived Died in their minds But those who does not care Were dead before Who loves his sword Even loves war Four children he left behind With a mournin' mother All their dreams return nevermore This hope is lost - killed in war Bridge Chorus

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Countless seemed to be the days Until his return Ceaseless semmed to be his way But still the thousand fires burn So he beheld one day His long - desired journeys end Still the singing called him to stay Oh, it was the place where it all began Strange eyes looked up As he stepped into the light All friends were gone ( he`s still alone ) Betrayed by the course of time ( He`s lost in time ) "From afar I come - in place ans in time I saw the strongholds of the old ones Once I sat here by a fire My heart in flames but now they`re waned and gone" Calm spread out it`s wings and his hoar voice Pierced the night and the light inside of them Deep were his words, the songs to sang And long his story to tell But each a word would be carved deep in their minds Now the alst words are said And slowly dawns a new day The guise of the wise fades away Aye, they should remind the words And the things they saw As a stranger sang for them his lays from afar

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

Myrddin: Oh, remembering the words The vision of the sage He summoned all the heathen breed A black hearts dream of a new age Taint and vicious life he cried Strongest of his kind Shattered by a fateful might A carnal spell devoured his fiery mind Distrust and treason The strong will survive Is no virtue of reason While the whole land is moaning Oh, who`s worth to be king Revange! Hunt the king of Cornwall down The troops will march For they adore the cauldron All is fading to ashes, turning to war Oh, all you woeful warriors For yon weakness`ll never be strength Cold and fearless you adore The lies of a madman right till the end And in a night of roaming shadows With a spell on his face He seduced the unaware widow Oh what murderous embrace So fate took its course With less rhyme than reason War and hate Will bear brighter days The night passed Its crown to the king of dawn This dream will last Till the day This new kingdom will come

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Centuries of fighting, decades of war lay behind us Countless were the men we defeated But now, my brothers, we have to face an Enemy more valiant than all the ones before The right hand of Rome, the hammer of hispana The IXth Legion A strong gale is blowin' from north I can see them strike the sails A strong gale as they run ashore A deadly alliance, a grim pact of war Clamouring for battle and Nordic tunes fill the air Hail to the northern wolves Our last hope in times of despair Don't fear tomorrow nor the end For time will testify Our honour and our strength Who was valiant and who has failed Fall to your knees and pray A last word to infinity for your beloved ones You will leave them to weep and worry And if time asks: "Oh where have you gone" No one will ever know Only the standing Stones No one will ever know Where they have gone Dark and pale lies the land In the end truth or legend no one knows Only the standing stones I hear the sounds still echo Through plains and hills Through hearts of men For thousand years we stand We breathe and soar Where the wild winds roar

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 06, 2026

Stone of power, stone of light The stone at Dowth will end this fight I'll bury the book for ages to come Beneath the stone of the seven suns Once I lay on a battlefield in pain I cried out in hate and Biróg came The seeds of vengeance had been sown With Biróg's help, I unleashed the Fomor Led by Balor, their evil lord Fomorian hordes rushed ashore Their war-horns calling to attack To crush the Dé Danann and claim the land That day the plains were drenched in blood The people slaughtered, the children dead The Fomorian horde swept over the land Their weapons of carnage reaping the men Stone of power, stone of light The stone at Dowth will end this fight I'll bury the book for ages to come Beneath the stone of the seven suns Vengeance no longer rules my soul The proud Dé Danann remain proud no more At the side of the oppressed, I've ever belonged The Fomorian scourge must be destroyed Blinded by hatred, heartbreak, and dismay I condemned the Dé Danann to a terrible fate No longer shall this horror prevail Tonight I'll end the Fomorian reign Stone of power, stone of light The stone at Dowth will end this fight Their evil souls shall be unbound Forever trapped beneath the mound Stone of the seven suns Stone of the seven suns Stone of the seven suns Stone of the seven suns At Moytirra they shall fight in vain Their mortal bodies can now be slain Beneath the everlasting stone Their souls will haunt forevermore

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 06, 2026

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Marching on to Dinas Brân The ravens called his name Bearer of the Eagle Red To Britain Macsen came A dream of certain death Unveiled to him one night Incursion of the Scots and Picts The onset to the fight Possessed by battle lust he fell For that day he would meet his end But the dream did not reveal The power of the grail of Brân The shards still held strength Honouring his brave demise The druids baptised him Before he died The shards of Pair Dadeni Restored and blessed again The cauldron of Rebirth Immortalised through Brân The past no longer of concern Only future you can effect A single dream can make a change Reshape the world and alter fate The shards of Pair Dadeni Restored and blessed again The cauldron of Rebirth Immortalised through Brân Magic shards restored his life Miracle for all men to see In his veins its power reigned What about his guiding dreams? Crowned King at Dinas Brân The ravens called his name Bearer of the Dragon Red In Britain Macsen stayed

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 06, 2026

Shield to shield with banners high War and conquest on their minds Relentless, fearless, battle-scarred To the West the legion marched From triumph to triumph Time and time again Rising through the ranks Young Macsen gained command Sword to sword with banners high Assigned to light the African tribes Relentless, fearless, battle-scarred To the South the legion marched For respect is much harder to earn Beyond the bond forged on the battlefield Friendship makes one weak not strong To do whatever has to be done Side by side with banners high To the last one they would fight Relentless, fearless to the end But none of them he called his friend From triumph to triumph Time and time again Commanding them to certain death He rather wants respect Spear to spear with banners high Assigned to stop barbarian tribes Relentless, fearless, battle-scarred To the Fast the legion marched For respect is much harder to earn Beyond the bond forged on the battlefield Friendship makes one weak not strong To do whatever has to be done Side by side with banners high To the last one they would fight Relentless, fearless to the end Each one of them he called his friend

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 06, 2026

Near the shores of Toraigh Beneath the pounding waves In shadowed depths And dark embrace In the dark abyss Beyond the waves Balor of the strong blows Lies in wait From shadowed depths Beyond the sea Ablaze his eye He will arise Towers of glass Like icy blades Rise up to the skies When he's awake Forgotten gods return to roam Standing stones begin to shriek When hope becomes despair In a world full of hate and greed Balor waits no more Dark eyes lit with exultation A third eye opening Hurling bolts of lightning Flesh and bone turn to ashes Sacrificial fires burn again A thousand men slain, blood-red waves Pounding upon the shores As time is senseless As night is endless Reality is darkness Existence is emptiness In shadowed depths Of the black abyss Born from dark mists And raging storms Forgotten gods return to roam Standing stones begin to shriek When hope becomes despair In a world full of hate and greed The triumph of evil When good men stay silent Then Balor of the Evil Eye Has arisen from death Black cloaked Balor, arisen from death Black cloaked Balor, will rule again

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 06, 2026

Cold and lifeless lay the plains of lore Until finally silently a spirit evoke And timeless clansmen rose By the sound of the old Celtic tunes of war Rise... And feel the deadly breeze The scent of burning flesh For my blade thirsts for Another war Curse of the might to take Oh it`s a human bane To fan the fires To cause an higher aim Here we stand Brothers in war From the four Winds of the land High on the hills We stay proud and brave For Freedom is a right And serfdom a grave Death to our foes... War!!! Legions of greed Of fire and light A thousand pikes Fight as one man Stormlike enraged They fight `till they die The one to enthrall The other to survive

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025