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Upon dead trees black birds sing Like a choir of ghosts with solemn oaths Their tragic song which echos on Through pillars of ice, through frozen halls A ballad destined in time to fade Like the remnants of heroes slain Days of blood soaked earth lay waste To rest forever in shallow graves In desolate cold, remains men's flight Untouched by suns' warming light Despondent pasts of war and woe Are hidden now beneath fallen snow Now what's left here buried and still No longer by will Rest the hearts of men of death these mortal men knew A consequence brought forth by their own hands Against each other they fought Together they died sealed by fate Their legend is made only to be forgotten by time
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
There before the rising sun In twilight ravens wings are drawn Thought sent out to horizons edge Memories of the words of men With dusk brings the end of day, while the last fragments of light remain Silhouettes disappear in growing night No sight nor sound of two birds flight While he sits alone with closed eye Lucid dreams fill his mind Evening falls on golden halls It's time to wing their way home With dusk brings the end of day, while the last fragments of light remain Silhouettes disappear in growing night No sight nor sound of two birds flight Ravens whispers now have ceased With it silenced beating wings With no return from horizons edge All is lost of the words of men.
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Wretched beast in chain One league beneath the earth Forged of elements strange The treachery seen in his fate From age's and aeons passed With dreams of devouring the sun He eagerly awaits the blood of the chieftain enthroned Dawn of the end From dark earthen depths Chains no longer hold he who imprisoned the beast Through furious eyes Battlefields marked by death Through fog nemesis found Bones crack beneath mighty jaws "Behold my father! By foul demon demon slain! By the steel of my blade vengeance will be made!"
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
I am the peaks and crags, Carved by wind and rain I am the sword and shield Battlefields of yore I am your final breath, I am your mortal death I am the end begun, I am the setting sun
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Far and away, three maidens weave the tapestry of fate Four winds in autumn blaze approaching desolation Darker days Witness winter's scorn into nothingness I am reborn Distant fires burn and you will surely hear of my return Take from the earth, black swans foretold my rebirth Hammer tempers fire Arise strange from the well
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Brothers will fight and kill each other Cousins will destroy kinship It is hard on the world Much whoredom An axe age, A sword age, shields are split A wind age A wolf age, before the world falls No man will spare another Loud blows Heimdall. the horn is aloft In fear quake all who in Hell-roads are Yggdrasil shakes and shiver on high The ancient limbs and the giant is loose To the head of Mim does Odin give heed But the kinsman of Surt shall slay him soon.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Swords stained with blood, spears splintered from war From glorious battle, our heroes return Swords chipped from bone, shields cracked and worn A victory with them bring, so our heroes sing: Hailsa! My friend, war is at end! We'll drink wine to our glory. Hey! Let us drink till we die! Hailsa! My brother, sit by my side. We'll drink ale by the fire Hey! Let us drink till we die!
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025