Unleash the Fire

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Here we come, here we come, here we come Our second battle awaits Feel the wrath, Feel the pain, Feel the strength Unbeliever Reinforced for battle, New banners joined the pack. Two brothers from the north They fight from this time forth Warriors of the skull united again Roaming the lands The loyal legends of the skull Their onslaught will never lull Here we come, here we come, here we come Our second battle awaits Feel the wrath, Feel the pain, Feel the strength Unbeliever Shield to shield With iron discipline we march When we fight, we fight as one Strong men fight, shield to shield No panic or fear on the battle field Enemies of the skull beware Where ever you hide, we will be there We speak to you forthright The true colours are black or white A second war is at hand The doors have opened to unknown land Here we come, here we come, here we come Our second battle awaits Feel the wrath, Feel the pain, Feel the strength Unbeliever Reinforced for battle, New banners joined the pack. Two brothers from the north They fight from this time forth Warriors of the skull united again Roaming the lands The loyal legends of the skull Their onslaught will never lull Our shield wall is impenetrable A forest of steel coming your way The blue steel rises Feel the power unbeliever This army travelled far after “A journey must begin”. “The Dawn of a dark age” is a memory that fades away. After “for death and glory” Unbelievers are the Quarry The Red will hammer his war drums. Fear spread in the hearts of the poor-spirited, The dark brother unleashes his weapon skills No father or son escapes the punishment of the dark. This army travelled far after “A journey must begin”. “The Dawn of a dark age” is a memory that fades away. After “for death and glory” Unbelievers are the Quarry Strong men fight, shield to shield No panic or fear on the battle field Enemies of the skull beware Where ever you hide, we will be there We speak to you forthright The true colours are black or white A second war is at hand The doors have opened to unknown land Strong men fight, shield to shield No panic or fear on the battle field Enemies of the skull beware Where ever you hide, we will be there We speak to you forthright The true colours are black or white A second war is at hand The doors have opened to unknown land Here we serve! WHITH ALL! How we fight? SHIELD TO SHIELD! Live with honor! DIE IN BATTLE! Fear no enemy! KILL THEM ALL!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Commanding without royal blood Companionship and adventure, the Sellsword’s life Founded by bastards and banished brutes, A life of gold without morale Wearing the colours of the highest bidder Companionship and adventure, the Sellsword’s life Wearing armor and weaponry of the slain A life of gold without moral On the eve of battle the commander speaks: You are part of the Legion of the Damned You were denied your righteous future because you were born from wrong bloodlines or followed your instincts. We are the supreme weapon of war, elite killers without conscience. We stand above royal blood and do not distinguish between beggar and king We have no honour, no family, no home We do not believe in gods except in ourselves We live by the sword, without fear Slaughter our foes do not grant them a glorious death Ride, kill and harvest Into the battle we march without fear or compassion Sensing fear in the hearts of our enemy Before sundown victory will be ours. Into the battles we march veterans in every field Shifting the balance when we set food on the battlefield Without honour we deal death slowly Wearing the colours of the highest bidder Companionship and adventure, the Sellsword’s life Wearing armor and weaponry of the slain A life of gold without moral Colourless and homeless, travelling the world The Elite of the hired A Sellsword in the Legion of the Damned

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

The harvest was poor, starvation was lurking and no man knew what winter would bring. They came with honourless intentions. They set up their camps near our villages. The centurions were ordered to take our harvest. The fury of the Eburones was born. Ambiorix joined Catuvolcus, the two kings united, powerful and brave. The murder of Dumnorix wil be revenged. Esus the Treesplitter, the thunder and Toutatis the father will rise. Taranis Ambiorix prince of the Eburones Of all Gauls, the Belgae are bravest He created fear for approaching tribes. The officers were troubled. Stay and fight or flee? Would they fight and die? Sabinus and Cotta debated the whole night. Fear took a hold of them. Through the the valley they would flee. The fury of the Eburones was born. Ambiorix joined Catuvolcus, the two kings united, powerful and brave. The murder of Dumnorix will be revenged Esus the Treesplitter, Taranis the thunder and Toutatis the father wil rise. Ambiorix and his men attacked them from up the hills. The legate begged for his life. Sabinus, Cotta and their troops were massacred. Deceived by a flag of truce. The news reached the senate. Rome was dishonoured. An entire Roman legion and cohorts distroyed, revenge was inevitable. The legion of Quintus Cicero was stationed in Gaul. The name of Rome was at stake. Caesars wrath was devastating. 50,000 trained Roman soldiers slaughtered and hunted the tribes. Fields were burned down. Ambiorix fled North into German territory. He disapeared, never to be seen again.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Cato the elder: Ceterum censeo Carthaginem essse delendam In the third century B.C. during the first Punic war He was born. Son of Hamilcar, a sworn enemy of Rome. Commander of the Carthaginian army. Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam He marched over the Alps with seventy shining tusks. He seized Victory in Cannae. Numidian riders crushed the cavalry and retreated, And fought the enemy from behind. Hail to the brave, Hail to the brave Hannibal ad portas He who defied an empire Hannibal ad porta Hail to the brave, Hail to the brave Hannibal ad portas He who defied an empire Hannibal ad porta The army was driven south His brother and reinforcements were defeated He answered the command and returned. His final battle ended in defeat After the defeat Hannibal fled to the east. King Antiochus offered him protection Roman vengeance followed him to Bithynia He would not be taken When he saw the soldiers coming He took his own life. Using his potion of death. Hannibal lord of tactical battle He died in Bithynia

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Ivan follows the battle queen’s trail Impressed by the amount of fallen men Bonded by marriage, she leaves her prince for war Only one warning she gives her love Do not open the forbidden room His sense overpowered by his will to see Marja Morevna, queen of battle, daughter of the sea Resurrected by eagels, ravens and falcons from the sky He finds an old man, chained Burning in a kellte above a fire Deluded by mercy he grants him a drink The old man regains his power He takes the foolish prince to his evil empire The immortal gale set free Marja Morevna, queen of battle, daughter of the sea Resurrected by eagels, ravens and falcons from the sky Trough a gate of skulls she entered The witch woman of old she found Fulfilled the task to herd her steeds She is granted a noble warhorse On the witch’s steed the queen saves the prince The immortal ruler on their heels The condemned trips and falls A strike in the neck, the fatal blow They burned his body, his ashes scattered into the wind

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

We sacrifice to the gods To whom we are bound to be grateful a bargain with our gods The mana of women for fortune. The power will please the spirits. A covenant between man and gods. They will stay at our side A sacrifice to sustain ourselves. The sun has been created by one god’s sacrifice It will be honoured with blood and hearts of men. We provide sacrifices to keep the cosmos going. We roam the lands in search of foreign victims. Feeding the gods, feeding the gods Feeding the gods, feeding the gods Consuming the flesh of our most powerful enemies A punishment that suits their hateful crimes Stronger and stronger we get, transmitting their courage The bodies dissected, searched for bad omens Feeding the gods, feeding the gods Feeding the gods, feeding the gods We do not hunt for trophies. We need the soul substance of life A feature of our native life Poured on the fields, great fortune. The sun has been created by one god’s sacrifice It will be honoured with blood and hearts of men. We provide sacrifices to keep the cosmos going. We roam the lands in search of foreign victims. Feeding the gods, feeding the gods Feeding the gods, feeding the gods

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

In a time before the era of Thronar. Captain Arradas returns from a mission. When he sets foot on the mainland, a city guard blocks his way. Behind him a sound, followed by blinding pain. The world goes dark….. Awakening in iron, warlord and protector of the Kingdom of Isles Blamed for the murder committed by his bastard brother Standing before the scaffold, his elite commanders already hung A command for the most loyal of his legions Cloaked and spread out on King’s Square A command, signalling escape Travelling through Storm Sea, outlawed in the Kingdom of Isles Strong hearted and wise, betrayed by his bastard brother Escaped the scaffold, a change of wind, a new life His strong will, the foundation of the Skull Thronar, founded on King’s wisdom Thronar, built on warrior’s courage Thronar, grown on vicious bloodshed It’s banner always high, home of the true warrior The seed of the nation’s glory, a kingdom of legends Creating legends through it’s existence A new land. A new live. Builder of an empire. Regaining honour true mighty deeds. His vengeance for now locked away. His strong will. The foundation of the skull. A nation unparalleled in the making Leaving magic and glory in its wake Writing history of the Kingdom Stronger than steel, mightier than storm

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Gorodar’s death never cleared the sky. Rumours of resurrection are spreading through the lands. Something diabolical has risen from the ashes. The seed of evil is still alive. His father, his mentor, defeated by this inferior nation Gorodar broke the chains that imprisoned him. His apprentice killed by this allegiance that fights under the banner of the skull. By killing his creation they awakened his anger. Not fully recovered he starts his march. From the depths of fire land he begins to recruit. Spreading fear and anger in the hearts of the broken. The aftermath of war still visible in this land. Lands and towns were burned, Fathers and sons have died. The allegiance breaks. The tribes are deceived by his evil tongue Great wealth was gained from the war. Why not take what our brothers have died for? Crimnor resists, but greatly outnumbered he falls. His new family betrayed him. A greater death this hero deserved. From tribe to tribe they march. Weakened by the war, all tribes joined the legions of fire land The news spreads fast. The borders are reinforced. No time to rebuild, a new battle is at hand Brothers who fought side by side now stand against each other. A new war is at hand. Against an unseen but powerful enemy. Young men. not far from childhood, trained for the war at hand. The future is uncertain. Scouts report great numbers. Then the horns signal alarm, a small army approach the borders The army of the sellswords offers their allegiance to the skull The elite of the hired. Evil will be fought with evil

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025