Aldar Rök

Becoming the instrument Tyrants rule omnipresent Ravens gather to fest the bones All is lost there is no hope Behold Ragarok is near Behold As the dead march to war Winter comes, frozen soi Midgaard burns by Surths hands Our fathers walk opun the earh Till all is lost the world is scorched Black legion Behold Ragarok is near Behold As the dead march to war Becoming the instrument Tyrants rule omnipresent Behold Ragarok is near Behold As the dead march to war The dragon roars above the dead The silent speak, a voice of death Blood red tide Black legion As worlds collides A new day comes The world drowns in flames Behold Ragarok is near Behold As the dead march to war

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Guard Praefectus praetorio Pretorian guard Sons of Rome will never die Standing on the fields of blood we can see the dead Barbarias swarms our ranks we hold them at bay By Jupiter and Mars we stand tall as gods not men Pride of Rome the fist of Mars we are the chosen 10th Creator of kings The fall of tyrants Guard Praefectus praetorio Pretorian guard Sons of Rome will never die We fear not pain nor death in battle lies woes The spear of Rome iron forged blessed by blood and sweat Lead the legions into war to see the eagle fly Pretorian guards of RRome in battle we belong Creator of kings The fall of tyrants Guard Praefectus praetorio Pretorian guard Sons of Rome will never die Men will fight men will die, they fall in bravery Praetorians standing strong for all eternity From fields of blood we forge the world, The crown and the throne Our will be done, by spear and sword As written in stone, as written in stone As written in stone, as written in stone As written in stone... Guard Praefectus praetorio Pretorian guard Sons of Rome will never die

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

This is our last goodbye This is our time to die This is our last goodbye We fall with a battle cry Grinding our teeth The rain hits our shield Eager to charge our foes Across the muddy battlefield We know not fear For what's to come We walk the path of God Gladly to our deaths As the battle starts to roar The young flees in fear The muddy field runs thick with blood And sounds of broken steel With blood red rage We charge their lines Tearing through their flesh For every one of us they kill We take down a thousand men Hold the line Berserkers charge! This is our last goodbye This is our time to die This is our last goodbye We fall with a battle cry Look in to my eyes and see The rage of thousand men We act as wolfs on the field Raging to our deaths From the soil of death and blood We will rise as kings In arms of Valkyries To Asgaard we ascent As the battle starts to roar The young flees in fear The muddy field runs thick with blood And sounds of broken steel With blood red rage We charge their lines Tearing through their flesh For every one of us they kill We take down a thousand men This is our last goodbye This is our time to die This is our last goodbye We fall with a battle cry

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

The life he knew has come to pass he fells a strong regret If he does not muster all and gain the gods respect His hands tremble as he grab around the wooden shaft He must raise against all odds and break the cross i half The gods shall hear his plea his throat is filled with rage A scream burst from his lips of hate and victory All his father's before him died in blood and bravery This day is, his to die to win his dignity Rise son of Odin Not just a man, Einherjer within Christians came to his land to save their very soul His family was driven out the lost their only home But he knows now that in his chest beats the heat of gods Odin's chosen, that will stand against denying odds Their church shall burn for all it's done the land it stole from us We tear the nails from the cross and stab them in their backs For this land will always be a place for heathen gods Until the day the last man bleeds and Einherjers are gone Rise son of Odin Not just a man, Einherjer within Rise Rise Rise Sons of Odin Rise son of Odin Not just a man, but Einherjer within Rise son of Odin Not just a man, but Einherjer within

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Heed the calling of Surts wrath Sets the world on fire Heed the calling of Surts wrath As the world turns to ash Steps of hate across the land As the world is consumed Flaming terror, screams of pain As the fields burns to dust Marching call, a pyre of death His vengeance, is at hand Men and gods stand horrified Cities drenched in blood and fire Damned by fire Consumed by hate Damned by fire Burning in his chest Heed the calling of Surts wrath Sets the world on fire Heed the calling of Surts wrath As the world turns to ash Howling winds, catching flames As the world is burned Surtr moves from the south There shines, his flaming sword Engulf the Earth in brimstone and fire Behold the king of flames Surtr will walk with legions of Hel Guardian of Muspellheim Damned by fire Consumed by hate Damned by fire Burning in his chest Heed the calling of Surts wrath Sets the world on fire Heed the calling of Surts wrath As the world turns to ash The world shall fall to its knees At the hour of the dying of the light The world shall fall to its knees At the hour of Asirs demise Heed the calling of Surts wrath Sets the world on fire Heed the calling of Surts wrath As the world turns to ash

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Cunning and cruel a faceless god Always lurking in the dark Whirling its way Into their hearts Tearing them apart The king of lies the dagger of nights Deceiver of all the gods true demise Chaotic trickster the doom of fools Spreading his filth king of ghouls Gods torn down From their pillars Of gold and glory Into oblivion The king of lies the dagger of nights Deceiver of all the gods true demise Shadow dweller Watcher of lies Son of the father Father of the beast You are Loki Come enter son of Odin feast on empty plates Drink from empty cups refused every pleasure Here we know only darkness suffering and despair Here the dead shall moan and weep Their lamentations is your heir Shadow dweller Watcher of lies Son of the father Father of the beast You are Loki

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

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