How Far to Asgaard

Longing eyes turn into the sun Low in the winter Grey as a wolf now the wind has come Cold as a hunter Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly Gone is the summer What will keep us warm in the winter Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by Hail to the Hammer Narrow eyes turn against the wind Out from the ocean Until the day when we sail again Life is a long pain Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly Gone is the summer What will keep us warm in the winter Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by Hail to the Hammer To the god of thunder The god that's protecting us all All hail to the giant hunter And hail to the forces of nature all Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly Gone is the summer What will keep us warm in the winter Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by Hail to the Hammer

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

What would you give, what would you offer to be given wisdom Which extremes would you go to, to be given the mead Give an eye or even sacrifice to you yourself You should have seen, even your life must take an end sometime Was there a way had your eyes had seen more If you had the chance to read your runes and find your Fate, excavate, then would you hesitate to see what will be your predestined fate “I see, finally, visions of what will be My fate, hesitate, it will be too late …when done” What did you give, what did you offer to be given wisdom Are you glad and does your soul rest in your wide learning Just which horrors lie ahead you did not know of it then, knowledge It can darken minds like clouds the shining sun from above the earth Now you know all, was it worth an eyeball You had the chance to read your runes and find your Fate, excavate, did you not hesitate To see what would be your predestined fate “I see, finally, visions of what will be My fate, hesitate, it will be too late …when done” Was there a way had your eyes had seen more If you had the chance to read your runes and find your Fate, excavate, I saw you hesitate To see what will be your predestined fate “I see, finally, visions of what will be My fate, hesitate, it will be too late …when done”

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Down from the mountain, cries of an headless love, high above Cold seems to me your kiss from the ocean deep, in my sleep I see you go south on the evening tide, end your fight Futile attempts, you can't change the way, of our day and age of heathen and Hel I've been living here from when I was born And my heathen kin it was that found and then populated this land Who is then this man who demands my scat He whose mighty ancestors drove mine out of Norway to seek new lands Which are slipping through my hands Hold they nothing more divine Than the property of land Set the thing here and then Line my booth with cloth, black as ravens wings See to that these men are dealt as those mighty kings men that came before Line my booth with cloth, black as ravens wings Here in darkness with my silver bags, let them come in and take what's mine All the islands should be mine But were running out of time Wield the axe and make them mine I will rule within my time Here in pain Here in darkness Here in decadence Lies my land like a rune that's written by gods upon the Ocean deep, so it reads, thou shalt not enslave thy kin, I Swear this oath, I'll keep my faith and I'll keep my Kin from all harm, raise the song to the mountains majesty for thee Now that millennium has gone And the sad and weary tales Of the subsequent events Are what's left of greater times

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Ran around on this ground all you have got Yesterday went away still you did not Understand in the end we have to leave Can’t believe, can’t believe, still I just can Not believe that I would deceive and not try to leave from the web that you weave, I have to Kill my dogs my ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost my guts my selfish mutts can see Kill my dogs my dancing ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost the leash and now they’re after me let the beasts have a feast, let the hounds be released Kill my dogs my ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost my guts my selfish mutts can see Kill my dogs my dancing ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost the leash and now they’re after me it’s too late to repent, left with nothing in the end, alone There’s no time for the rhyme I have to run When I fall has it all been said and done All I’ve seen in between makes it a life For a life, for a life, still it just can not be right that I can not fight for the dying light go into the night, I have to Kill my dogs my ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost my guts my selfish mutts can see Kill my dogs my dancing ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost the leash and now they’re after me let the beasts have a feast, let the hounds be released Kill my dogs my ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost my guts my selfish mutts can see Kill my dogs my dancing ten wild Dogs of desire I’ve lost the leash and now they’re after me it’s too late to repent, left with nothing in the end, alone

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Tell me not that there is a higher Truth to life than my own And forces of unseen kind Beyond our imagination At the end of the day Right or wrong must depend on Weak or strong, and how would we Hang the last hangman The truth is sad Much wants more Hang your head Ask what for We sacrifice Blood and gore Before the eyes Of the God of War I believe not life could ever exist without the survival of the fittest Maybe this is the best We can do with what we have Should we not just be grateful Privileged as we are Walking this rugged old planet Who are we to complain Such is the nature of man This was to be our lot The truth is sad Much wants more Hang your head Ask what for We sacrifice Blood and gore Before the eyes Of the God of War

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

Lifetime is short compared to the time the earth has existed in Earth's lifetime compared to that of the great universe Equally short, our images of the world that we populate Die harder, our fate and our images Seen through our eyes might well be lies What access do we have to the world we're living in Is this a dream that we live, it's hard to believe What proof can there be of life, I just think that it's strange how we all walk around, on visitors feet upon our ground and make believe that this is all, as we know what all is And strange how how we can't understand, compared, earth is only a grain of sand, when faced with this, I can't deny that ignorance is bliss When all things flow eternally, and no man is ever there to see the great eternal unperceived, what is existence Are these things real although unseen, and what does it matter that we have been like grains of sand blow in the wind, so is our existence Kill the fire, cut the wire, deny desire, be a liar, watch me then Feed the fire, pull the wire, then take it higher than lie, don't waste breath on it While we think redemption will save us from temptation We can't escape religion whatever it's origin, is there no way out of the madness, it's only brought us sadness consider it an illness in life, why did it never seem strange how we all walk around, on visitors feet upon our ground and make believe that this is all, as we know what all is And strange how how we can't understand, compared, earth is only a grain of sand, when faced with this I can't deny that ignorance is bliss When all things flow eternally, and no man is ever there to see the great eternal unperceived, what is existence Are these things real although unseen, and what does it matter that we have been like grains of sand blow in the wind, so is our existence

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Viljið tær hoyra kvæði mítt, viljið tær orðum trúgva, um hann Ólav Trygvason, hagar skal ríman snúgva. Glymur dansur í høll, Dans sláið ring Glaðir ríða noregis menn til Hildar ting. Knørrur varð gjørdur á Noregis landi, gott var í honum evni; sjúti alin og fýra til var kjølurin millum stevna. Har kom maður á bergið oman við sterkum boga í hendi: "Jallurin av Ringaríki hann meg higar sendi" "Einar skalt tú nevna meg væl kann boga spenna Tambar eitur mín menski bogi, ørvar drívur at renna" "Hoyr tú tað, tú ungi maður vilt tú við mær fara, tú skalt verða mín ørvargarpur Ormin at forsvara" Gingu teir til strandar oman ríkir menn og reystir lunnar brustu og jørðin skalv teir drógu knørr úr neysti Einar spenti triðja sinni Ætlar jall at raka tá brast strongur av stáli stinna í boganum tók at braka Allir hoyrdu strongin springa kongurin seg undrar hvat er tað á mínum skipi so ógvuliga dundrar Svaraði Einar Tambarskelvir kastar boga sín Nú brast Noregi úr tínum hondum kongurin harri mín Nú skal lætta ljóðið av eg kvøði ei longur á sinni nú skal taka upp annan tátt dreingir leggi í minnið

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

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