Sagas

From years and years of torment Bound by his own son's entrails In the deepest cave of blackest pitch With a mind so twisted and dark He will finally break free When the gods are asleep Naglfar sails out Standing proud on the water Fenrir’s chains will be broken Where he walk, flaming doom will follow Hell's armies assemble ready to enter Vigrid Bringing about the end of days A brother bound to the earth Another cast to the sea In Nifelheim their sister dwells One day they will be free Bonds forged in Svaltafar By dwarfs deep below Rune-forged chains That did not hold With force all chains broke Their hearts struck with fear As the wolf grew Year by year Behold Loki's spawn Eater of the sun The beast above them all Will taste blood A brother bound to the earth Another cast to the sea In Nifelheim their sister dwells One day they will be free The world serpent Cast into the sea Mighty Jörmungandr World wyrm One day he shall be free To rip and tear at his enemy A violent unrest Awakes the blackened sea Death manifests Midgard feels its motions On the planes of Vigrid He joins the Jotun horde To face his nemesis Mighty Thor A brother bound to the earth Another cast to the sea In Nifelheim their sister dwells One day they will be free In Nifelheim their sister dwells One day they will be free In the depths of Nifelheim Under the world tree’s roots With her army of the dead That will be send forth From her gates Jotun, cast out, detested The gods shall taste your vengeance A brother bound to the earth Another cast to the sea In Nifelheim their sister dwells One day they will be free In Nifelheim their sister dwells One day they will be free

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Unite as one Black clad warriors Ready for war Black clad warriors We have become Black clad warriors The voice of gods Black clad warriors A roar sounds, metal is forged Ignite the fire of the Heathen horde Hail to Brage with horns raised high To his honor we drink tonight Raise your horns Let thunder sound Unite as one Black clad warriors Ready for war Black clad warriors We have become Black clad warriors The voice of gods Black clad warriors Praise Brage, the poet god Who brings joy to our heart Sound of metal that inspire Sparks and fuels our lives' desire Raise your horns Let thunder sound Unite as one Black clad warriors Ready for war Black clad warriors We have become Black clad warriors The voice of gods Black clad warriors Særimner's flesh shall fill your belly Onwards into battle, rise true and steady The glorious dead at Aldar Rök Joins the Allfather to fight, drink and fuck Unite as one Black clad warriors Ready for war Black clad warriors We have become Black clad warriors The voice of gods Black clad warriors Unite as one Black clad warriors Ready for war Black clad warriors We have become Black clad warriors The voice of gods Black clad warriors

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Ores cut deep into the sea Far away from home Onboard a hundred men To gather what is owed Pagan blood runs in their veins By blood and oath they are bound Njord calms the open sea Odin bless their victory The banners sway up high Ocean waves we ride Long ships split the ocean waves See the dragons ride to victory Hundred men armed for war See the dragons ride to victory Voyage set to bring back gold From the followers of Christ If they chose to block our path Their heads with split by an axe Wooden beasts fight the waves A path in blood their crew shall pave We chose not diplomacy The axe will bring us victory The banners sway up high Ocean waves we ride Long ships split the ocean waves See the dragons ride to victory Hundred men armed for war See the dragons ride to victory Carved from wood of Yggdrasil Our mighty dragon ships Blessed by Gods and feared by men Who have heard of the dragon's breath Man the ores, attack the shores The wind will carry us forth From the ocean we attack With a brutal deadly force Man the ores See the dragons ride Eager to kill See the dragons ride Long boats at their shores See the dragons ride Prepare for war See the dragons ride Long ships split the ocean waves See the dragons ride to victory Hundred men armed for war See the dragons ride to victory

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Jarl fader frænde var Nu er hans tid omme Når kød er væk og brændt Dommen skal komme Mægtig kriger som folk ham så En mand af mod og ære Sorg nu lægges over frænders hus Mens flammerne fortærer Hil vores frænders hus Thi dem vi mindes nu Træd i lyset i livets flor Til nattens mørke slør Ej som nidding dom skal stå Thi alt levende dør Sten rejst til hans minde Et sidste dybt farvel Inden alt de har på sinde I natten svinder hen Nu står tilbage frænders dom Som alle dødelige må lide Hvad han med ord og handling gjort Vil vinde plads ved Odins side Hil vores frænders hus Thi dem vi mindes nu Træd i lyset i livets flor Til nattens mørke slør Ej som nidding dom skal stå Thi alt levende dør Fæ dør, frænder dør Også du skal dø Eet jeg ved som aldrig dør Dom om hver en mand Træd i lyset i livets flor Til nattens mørke slør Ej som nidding dom skal stå Thi alt levende dør

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Giants raging Across the field His hammer greets them Their fate is sealed Thunder cracks It's open war They will fall To Asathor Son of Odin God of war All hail Asathor Cracking sound As he splits the ground Roaring thunder As Mjolnir pounds Skulls split He rids their lines A war of Gods The war of nine Son of Odin God of war All hail Asathor Hail to the hammer Thunder god Hail to the hammer Bringer of rain Hail to the hammer Giant bane Hail to the hammer Asathor God of thunder Who blesses our crops Accept this blood That we offer it up To the one who calls Thunder and rain Protector of Midgard Giant bane Jurmungandar In the sеa awaits With gaping maw To consume us all Son of Odin With fury and might Strike down the sеrpent Before he dies Son of Odin God of war All hail Asathor Hail to the hammer Thunder god Hail to the hammer Bringer of rain Hail to the hammer Giant bane Hail to the hammer Asathor Cracking sound As he splits the ground Roaring thunder As Mjolnir pounds Skulls split As he rids the lines A war of gods The war of the nine Hail to the hammer Thunder god Hail to the hammer Bringer of rain Hail to the hammer Giant bane Hail to the hammer Asathor Son of Odin Thunder god Keeper of peace Order and law Giants bleed By your hand And storms settle By your command Protector Strongest of all All praise Asathor

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Hail to Freya, goddess of war Rise Valkyrie above them all Greet the dead in Folkvang's halls At her feet the strong now bows By the sword I’ve lived my life Secured the land for king and kin As the final breath is drawn I see the light Sessrumnir's halls Light shall shine bright as the sun Radiant wings as we ascend Our armour soaked in blood We walk among the dead Hail to Freya, goddess of war Rise Valkyrie above them all Greet the dead in Folkvang's halls At her feet the strong now bows Goddess of war calls us forth As we enter her golden halls Chosen men of the highest breed Here we rest for eternity I lay my axe at her feet Until she again calls for me Freya, goddess of war At your command we heed your call We who stand, the chosen ones The strongest of the fallen We shall celebrate our glorious death And rejoice at our final breath For she shines her light on us Let her Valkyries lift you up Carry you to where dead men dwell Far away from the depths of Hell Hail to Freya, goddess of war Rise Valkyrie above them all Greet the dead in Folkvang’s halls At her feet the strong now bows

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Black smoke raises from what remains Of a town once full of life Muddy roads now soaked in blood Those not enthralled have died They came from nowhere spreading fear Viciously attacked No one spared their iron grip For bounty they would have From the sea of mighty ships Evil men arrive Submission now awaits For the captured who survives Merchants of flesh Slavers arrive Merchants of flesh You cannot hide Smoke raises in the air And covers the midnight sky Flamеs erase all that is left Of a pеaceful farm hood life Now await a life in chains As livestock to the earl Stripped from title and of name A pitiful meaningless slave From the sea on mighty ships Evil men arrive Submission now awaits For the captured who survives Merchants of flesh Slavers arrive Merchants of flesh You cannot hide Heads are bowed down in shame Once they stood as men The whip cracks above their heads As they are gathered into pens Just like cattle they worked to death Beg to be set free Bow and pray to the sky But none shall hear their plea From the sea on mighty ships Evil men arrive Submission now awaits For the captured who survives Merchants of flesh Slavers arrive Merchants of flesh You cannot hide They came from nowhere spreading fear Viciously attacked No one spared their iron grip For bounty they would have Merchants of flesh Slavers arrive Merchants of flesh You cannot hide From the sea on mighty ships Evil men arrive Submission now awaits For the captured who survives

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Bragt til Midgård jord Ej styret af Norners tråd Hans vilje og hans ånd Skal blive hans gravfærds dom Dom fældes over hus Blod svares med blod Niddingsdåd er gjort Betales skal hans bod Lige mænd skal dø Blod render i sø Dom den døde får Hans minde ej forgår Skæbnespundet møde Vævet af vølvers tråd Niddings dom er givet Ved Holmgang blod skal flyde Ære for en Holmgangs dåd Betales med niddings blod Skæbne spundet I vølvers tråd Økse hugges i fjendes kød Et smertens skrig skal lyde Til nidding han еr død Blodet skal flyde Et skæbnespundеt møde Vævet af vølvers tråd Niddings dom blir givet Ved Holmgang blod skal flyde Ved Holmgang dom skal stå Niddinger og fæ De som ære krænker Skal smage klinges æg Han som handler for sit hus Følger æres kald Skal mætte sig med brødre I Odins varme hal Så lad ej nidding vade På det der er dig kært På Holmen I skal mødes Hans blod skal gydes her De krænker andres hus Skal snarligt få sin dom Med klingens ord dom er gjort Til kroppen rammer jord Dom fældes over hus Niddingsdåd er gjort Blod svares med blod Dette er hans bod Her lige mænd skal dø Blod render i sø Dom den døde får Æren for den som står Et skæbnespundet møde Vævet af vølvers tråd Niddings dom bliver givet Ved Holmgang blod skal flyde

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Bowstrings are drawn Ready to kill Black wings of Angmar Enters the fray From North and the West we stand With one purpose to defend the world of man From the hilltop Six thousand strong Hooves they pound Thunderous roar Under the archway they now stand Swarms of evil from the dark lord's land The smoke from Osgiliath Tells of our demise If all will fail this day Humanity will die We defend our land Here by the true king's command This is our final stand Evil will fall by our hand We shall purge our land Only free men will stand Arise, arise, riders of Theoden Fell deeds awake, fire and slaughter Spear shall shake, shield splintered A sword-day, a red day Here the sun rises Ride now, ride to Gondor Ride to ruin And the world's ending Isildur's bloodline Forged by steel They will never break Sauron shall kneel Brave men defend our land Here by the true king's command If this will be our final stand Evil will fall by our hand We shall purge our land This day only free men will stand The smoke from Osgiliath Tells of our demise If all will fail this day Humanity will die Ash nazg durbatulúk Ash nazg gimbatul Ash nazg thrakatulúk Agh burzum-isht krimpatul Brave men defend our land Here by the true king's command If this will be our final stand Evil will fall by our hand We shall purge our land This day only free men will stand

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Heidmar's sons returned Skin torn from his limbs A claim of blood was made For honor to reclaim A cursed bounty found Warnings they reject To find themselves Bound by its fate Dragon skin Guardian Fafner In his lair he takes the form of a dragon (Dragon) To protect the gold, the poison of the soul In these halls he will die For his greed Fafner To seal their frightful fate Blood from gold is paid Dwarven royal kin Broken by greed within Dragon skin Guardian Fafner In his lair he takes the form of a dragon (Dragon) To protect the gold, the poison of the soul In these halls he will die For his greed To pay the debt The trickster god they believed Cursed by madness by Andvari A sacrifice of blood A heart torn from chest In their greed they seek the gold Høgner put to rest Consumed by greed Chained by its awe To all cursed men Who will be condemned Dragon skin Guardian Fafner In his lair he takes the form of a dragon (Dragon) To protect the gold, the poison of the soul In these halls he will die For his greed Fafner Bound in dragon skin Andvari's guardian Death shall come to him Fafner

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Our pagan ways will not die From our fist the North unites Cross and God we defy They shall fear our battle cry Gather warriors The raven calls White Christ's followers Will kneel or fall Ready your sword Axe and spear Let God's lambs Bleed out in fear Just like rats They swarm our lands Cross at their neck And book in hand Foolish idol Feeble minds To no honors They fight and die We call there Odin We call there Tyr We call there Freya Gods of war From the soil of the North we are born Pagan heart will beat ever strong We answer their God's weak demands With fire in our hearts and sword in our hand Crows gather To pick the bones Fallen brothers And butchered foes Tonight we drink From skulls of foes Upon a pile Of Christian bones We call there Odin We call there Tyr We call there Freya Gods of war From the soil of the North we are born Pagan heart will beat ever strong We answer their God's weak demands With fire in our hearts and sword in our hand

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026

Odin bragt os mjødens ånd Med den vi knytter stærke bånd Spytter mjøden fra sin bug Til evig, druk og evig rus Rund om bordet Samles vi Frænder Af ånd og blod Ræk mig hornet I din hånd Mjøden styrker Dit kød og din ånd Kvasir drænet af blod og ånd Hans visdom samlet i Son og Bodn Suttung narret af Alfaderens snu Fløj bort med mjøden til Jætters gru Odin bragt os mjødens ånd Med den vi knytter stærke bånd Spytter mjøden fra sin bug Til evig, druk og evig rus Mjøden skyller Blodet bort Fra de fjenderne Der krydsede os Niddinger Vi slår ihjel Mjød vi drikker Behager bug og svælg Kvasir drænet af blod og ånd Hans visdom samlet i Son og Bodn Suttung narret af Alfaderens snu Fløj bort med mjøden til Jætters gru Mjøden bringer visdom her Einherjer kommer fra nær og fjern Varm jer ved vor evige glød Med kød, mjød og kvinders skød Kvæl din sorger i skjaldemjød Vid forstanden må lide død Tving ej i lyset dit indre fæ Følg ikke flok som blot et kvæg Kvasir drænet af blod og ånd Hans visdom samlet i Son og Bodn Suttung narret af Alfaderens snu Fløj bort med mjøden til Jætters gru Odin bragt os mjødens ånd Med den vi knytter stærke bånd Spytter mjøden fra sin bug Til evig, druk og evig rus

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 08, 2026