Firereich
The skies of North are awaking the church bell is ringing Take the children in and be quiet Oh Lord save us from Sodom Winds of Hell are blowing the crucifix is weeping Take a look at your loved ones and try to stop breathing A knock on the door the milk turns sour The two-headed calf starts weeping Valkyrie Rivers run upwards Moon is the sun Four eyes stare at the ceiling Valkyrie Vanguard of hate searching bringing the lightning Guiding the sons of Walhalla In the fields of war A village burning a black cat licks at itself It's warm and cozy one of the bitches of Babylon Is left to sleep with the calf and to drink its milk the Valkyrie never left
Submitted by Immortal — Jun 21, 2026
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As fire floats through the wisdom of pain Winds whisper the suffering of the weak Our forces slay the voices of the fear Those to ride through, suffer through the sore If the truth inside the wall of sane Or is the mind still among north No our faith is what thou shall obey As we ride over the no man's land That is the land where no angel weeps Where our destiny is on our hands Our mind is together with the sword We are in the war, on the Battlefield Genesis
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Middle of the night forests of fright Waiting, crucified, naked Seven unicorns in circle waiting for rain I hear siren calling I see black cross burning I am home A house of glass hours won't pass Enchanted, crucified, waiting One of the unicorns of the circle turning away The rain falls and a slow wind awakens The soil is wet and warm I am walking barefoot and baretoothed I head drums of North I see black cross burning It is warm and I am walking
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Nails were distributed swords were forged Whores were abandoned the crucifix is of fresh wood and the Northern lights lead us as we ride South The serpent will sting The weak shall perish it's the morning of the night The gate will not be closed Vengeance rung rampant as we blow the horns We will return to Walhalla with the Nazarene We will drink from the skull of the bastard son of Jehovah Angels are loosing Wings are cut The one they once called Gabriel, is in command The hammer falls and we strike with the might of two thousand years We will return to Walhalla
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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