Forthcoming Storm

Den score lognen har fatt fare altfor lenge De tusen ar de tok skal snarest tas igjen Med vold og makt vi igjen skal triumfere Vi krigersjeler tilber kun var ende en Odin - Allfader La ditt rike komme Din kristne sviker vi Skal knuse alt du elsker Din gud skal do(ha) Og henges opp til spott Ja, bare vent til himmel Rike faller et Rike skal reise Seg endelost og goldt Atter et rike Rike stort Den gylne hallen i skyene skal atter- Apne sine dorer for brodre falt i strid Der skal hostes stor aere for innbitt Kamp mot denne "sakalt" gode gud [English translation:] [The kingdom's return] The big lie has lived far too long The thousand yeats they took Will soon be re-gained With violence and power We'll triumph again We warrior souls Worship our only one You christian traitor Weell destroy everything you love Your god will die and hang in disgrace Wait only till heaven falls A kingdom will rise Eternal and barren The golden hall in the skies Will again open its doors For brothers fallen in battle Great honour will come For determined fight against Your "so-called good god"

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

Free as the wind i roam the mount ainside Following the path of the chilling nortwind We the brothers of the northern hammer Are wielding our swords in eternal war Raventhrone Countless bodies lies scattered and torn Death is granted to our hated friends The fields of battle are drenched in blood In the sky above the ravens cry Raventhrone Troughout times our legacy is handed From father to son So bow down to the northern spirit And be the chosen one Gather your brothers and call for war That is what we're chosen for Be the one to defy their god Intruders of land, destroyers of faith

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Bror skal gi bror sin Banesar i kampen Soskenbard skal Slice blodsband Hardt er det i heimen Hor det skal ra der Vindtid, vargtid skjold Blir splintret Vargtid, sverdtid For jorden gar under Ingen skander En annens liv Modig har vi stridt her Na star vi pa hauger Av eggslitne goter Som orner pa kvist Med heder skal vi do Om i dag eller i morgen Ingen lever natten Etter nornenes dom [English translation:] [The doom] Brother will give brother Fatal wounds in battle Cousins will tear blood ties It will be hard at home Where lewdness will rule In the time of wind And wolves, shields Will be shattered In the time of wolves And swords Before the armageddon Not one will spare Another's life Bravely We have fought here Now we're standing On piles of torn goths Like eagles on sticks With honour we will die Whether today Or tomorrow Nobody lives the day After the nornenes Judgement

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

In the land of the frozen sun I saw a mighty sculpture, forever changing form It told me great stories of the Forthcoming storm I wandered through the forest at night Followed the path to enlightenment I await my propechy to be fulfilled The glorious night, eternal night Angels rain from the sky Their eyes filled with fright Struck dead by the coming Of the glorious eternal night I see the world in flames From the throne in my castle The white one has fallen The night is ours

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Likbleke fjes mot manen skuler Synger sanger, lokker sjeler Dysser dem i vintersovn Forevig messer vetters sang Smerteskrik av endelos pinsel Hyl fra sjelers knuste drom Aldri mer fa fagert skue Forevig tapt i vetters sovn Vintersorg Sangen fros marg og bein Fredlos sovn gjestet av skromt Falt i avmakt pa isende sten Til vintersorg evig jeg var domt Vintersorg [English translation:] [Fall of soul] A pale face stares against the moon Singing songs, alluring souls Sends them to their winter sleep Forever, the goblin's song Anguished cries from endless torture Drom their souls shattered dreams Never again they will beauty behold Forever lost in the goblin's sleep Winter mourning Their song makes bones freeze Haunted sleep, visited by goblins Falling in despair on bitter-cold stones To winter mourning i'm eternally doomed Winter mourning

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

Nar vi star pa seiersvoll Hyler fryd over seier Ei tenker vi pa fiendens kolde Nar odin hans sjel eier Nar atter igjen vi skal feire Var aerfulle gjenkomst La mjodet fylle hvert et beger Kate flammer slikker likbal Sender brodre opp til ham Med oks i hand jeg falt Odin eier eder alle I urds bronn jeg har stirret Til morket ble til lys Den tidlose ende skal bli Min evig flamme I dette riket Kate flammer slikker likbal Sender brodre opp til ham Med oks i hand jeg falt Odin eier eder alle [English translation:] [Under the throne of the one eyed] Once we stand on victory's wall Shouting in satisfaction For our triumph We will not think as foes cold When odin owns his soul When we once again shall solemnise Our honourable arrival Let the mead fill every chalice Ferocious flames lick the funeral pyre Sending brothers up to him With axe in hand i fell Odin owns you all Into urd's well i have scared Till darkness became light The everlasting end will be My eternal flame In this kingdom Ferocious flames lick the funeral pyre Sending brothers up to him With axe in hand i fell Odin owns you all

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Lik et tard fra avgrunnen Smidd i jern fra jordas indre Av svartmagi hans Tarn ble bygd For a sca i evig tid Puster dod over landet Star som en gravsten I dette ode morkeland Med de tusen ars lidelse Lik pest de herjet, Nadelost og hardt Blodtorstig sverd synker Dypt i menneskekjott Blodet renner, Farger eggen rod Intet liv tilbake bare Endelost og dodt Herskende i blod [English translation:] [Reigning in blood] Like a tower from the deep Wrought in iron From the centre of the earth By black magic His tower was built To stand there To the end of time Breathing death over the land Standing like a tombstone In this dark And barren land, With a thousand years Of torment Like the plague They ravaged, Ruthless and hard Bloodthirsty sword sinks deep Into human flesh Blood runs red across the sword No life is left, Only desolation and death Reigning in blood

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Blant skygger av fjell langs stier av hat Vandrer en kriger med klinge sa skarp Han svinger sitt sverd i hyllest til odin I hap om a fratse fra valhalls bord Blant skogens syngende traer Ser han en kilde Som er innhyllet i sort og mystikk Det synger fra tjernet en forlokkende rost Nokkens dotre ber ham slukke sin torst Med odins lofter om kamp og aere Lar han lett sin torst overbaere Ei skal han drekke og nokken han plage I valhall venter odin, tor og allslaget Blant skogens syngende traer ser han en kilde Som er innhyllet i sort og mystikk Det synger fra tjernet en forlokkende rost Nokkens dotre ber ham slukke sin torst [English translation:] [Paths of hate] Amongst the shadows of mountains, Along the paths of hate A warrior wanders with rapier sharp He swings his sword in odins honour Hoping to gorge from valhalla's table Amongst the forest's singing trees He sees a spring enthralled In black mystery From the tard a temptress voice rises "nokken's" daughters Bid him relief from his thirst On odin's promise of battle and honour He easily overcomes the thirst He shall not drink Nor "nokken" him bother In valhalla odin an tor are waiting Amongst the forest's singing trees He sees a spring enthralled In black mystery From the tarn a temptress voice rises "nokken's" daughters Bid him relief from his thirst

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

I raise my sword to the sky Hail thee gods od war To you i will ride when i die The gates to the great halls of glory Will for me stand open wide In the sky eternal war will reign With bloodbrothers at my side i'll slay

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Into the abyss i see The one embracing me Lord, circle is complete Light, will have it's defeat Bless my eyes With all its beauty My eyes are blind To it's mystery Dark shadows around me Chills are all i feel Shadows, it seems to be The one is following me Bless my eyes With all it's beauty All will be, Dark when you die!!!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025