Carnal lust is burning in my soul
All morality I deny depraved I truly am
Fornication, copulation, masturbation
I writhe in filth and rejoice in sin
I want the flesh of horny bitches
I fuck the whores and rape the sluts
Women exist only to please me
To spread their legs and drink my semen
[Chorus:]
Praise of immorality
The exaltation of fornication
Praise of immorality
The utter glory of perversion
I sin for the Master's glory
Disgraceful deeds to worship Him
Fuck for pleasure not procreation
I follow all my lowest instincts
Ethical behaviour is alien to me
I only live to spill my seed
Virtue I deny, vice I embrace
Evil fucking, fucking evil
[Chorus]
In the mist of a winter dawn, the trumpets sound
Blood and fire and death await us on the battleground
The gods of war are smiling upon their kin this day
Into glorious battle we ride as black prayers we say
[Chorus:]
The trumpets of dawn are calling
Soon hammers shall be falling
Ride to war! [4x]
In the mist of a winter dawn, the trumpets sound
With axe and sword and scythe we will stand our ground
In the cold winter sun our blades of metal do glow
Mixed with morning dew our enemies' blood will flow
[Chorus]
In the mist of a winter dawn, the trumpets sound
In bloody battle honour and glory will be found
Before the sun has fully risen victory will be ours
We shall burn the spoils to thank the dark powers
[Chorus]
The house of god is a vile site
The sheep who follow him there gather
To bow before him and writhe in obeisance
To crumble before their would-be father
The house of god is a disgusting mental brothel
It must be devoured by the flames of Hell
Crush the hold of monotheism once and for all
Let none of its slaves be allowed to live to tell
Beneath the cold moon Evil's warriors ride
Carrying swords, torches blazing in the night
Hearts filled with hatred of all that is holy
Before long the house of god will be set alight
Wolves are howling and rain is falling down
A black storm bellows its symphony of gloom
Wakened by this threat the virtuous know fear
Tonight the slaves of god meet their doom
[Chorus:]
Torch the house of god
Burn it down to the ground
The minions of god try to defend his house
But against the steel of evil they cannot fight
And the torches of evil do their wicked duty
The house of god burns to embers this night
On the ashes of the one god's whorehouse
Temples of sin will arise all over the earth
Where heathen rites dormant for aeons
Shall enjoy a glorious rebirth
[Chorus]
Amidst the great deeds of Xerxes and his Greek foes
All the valour of the second of the Persian wars
Stands out a single battle as the most heroic
The defence of a mountain pass by a Spartan force
A strategic error left several hundred Spartan men
Surrounded by an overwhelming Persian might
For two days they managed to hold on to the pass
Led by king Leonidas to the last man they did fight
Thermopylae [4x]
The Spartans were exceptional in their courage
Whatever number their foe they would not retreat
With hearts of steel and incredible battle prowess
They managed to achieve such an amazing feat
Even though the Spartans lost this great battle
Time was gained for the Greek armies and fleet
The progress of the vast Persian army was halted
And the Greeks were prepared their foe to meet
Thermopylae [4x]
At Salamis the Persian fleet was largely sunk
And at Plataea the Greek army proved the best
It was the beginning of the empire's downfall
Establishing the Greek dominance of the west
I sail the seas of negativity
To banish evil from this place
I fight with sword of fire and lightning
I am the guardian come this day
I will never put my sword down
I will never run away
In The Veils of Negative Existence
I am the master here to stay
My crystal shield will never fail me
It can withstand the devils rain
And with the Lords of Light to guide me
I bring forth vengeance in their name
I will never put my sword down
I will never run away
In The Veils of Negative Existence
I know it's not my mind at play
Upon the Island of Damnation
The Horde of Hades screams and wails
The blood of life and execution
Has put back light into the Veils
I will never put my sword down
I will never run away
In The Veils of Negative Existence
I am the master here to stay
Inside of the darkness
Between the planes
A tesseract dimension
Few know its name
On Prydwen, my longship
Of silver sails
Excalibur at my side
We shall not fail
Beneath forgotten castles in deserted wastelands
In the darkest of dungeons the seal of wrath is hidden
Once broken the seal will unleash the darkness
For the Earth to be consumed by all God has forbidden
Thirteen warriors are chosen to commence the quest
Conceived in the most unholy of rites
Raised to withstand the treachery of God
With hearts as black as the darkest of nights
On the eve of the longest night the quest begins
Armed with magic the thirteen warriors advance
Their swords of steel slay the servants of God
Against the strength of hatred the meek stand no chance
The thirteen swords create a whirlwind of doom
The warriors come ever closer to finding the seal
No crosses or garlic or holy relics can stop them
They march on to the tones of metal that's real
The warriors ride to the heart of the wastelands
After years of hardship the quest's end is near
They enter the castles and stride through the dust
Until they locate the dungeons of pain and fear
Breaking the shields woven by spells of white magic
They go down into the dungeons and uncover the seal
The chosen warriors use their powers of black magic
To break the seal and unleash the reign of steel
The seal is broken and the Earth violently opens up
The dungeons explode in an eruption of Hellfire
The world is engulfed by unholy waves of lust and hate
All of Earth is consumed by darkness and desire
[Chorus:]
I swear allegiance to true metal
To fight the false with the power of steel
Forever true to the gods of metal
To no man shall ever I kneel
There's blood upon the walls of conformity and greed
Swords of doom are whirling to fight for the metal creed
We exist and breathe for metal, it's the only way to live
Forever sworn to steel, the false ones we won't forgive
Hear the sound of metal, so strong and pure and mean
Striking with dark powers we're louder than we've ever been
No mercy and no love for such weakness we don't care
By the power of the hammer the oath of steel we swear
[Chorus]
There's blood in all the halls of sanctity and lies
Blades of gloom are spinning through the metal skies
We hear the call of metal it's rallying us to fight
Forever true to heavy metal we ride on through the night
Hear the clash of power, so wild and crazy and rough
Attacking with evil might we're never gonna get enough
Warriors of true metal we take on all who dare
By the force of metal's gods the oath of steel we swear
[Chorus]
Black winds are blowing the hammer is calling
'Neath power and might wimps and posers are falling
Warriors ride
Live to fight
The gods of metal are smiling upon us this night
Wielding our proud steel we know we are right
Blackened hate
Our holy fate
Brothers of metal are heeding the call of steel
Going to war to fight for metal that's real
Metal might
Shining bright
Sons of the hammer today we make our stand
Soldiers of steel the strongest in all the land
Fire and ice
Ancient cries
[Chorus:]
The call of steel
Heavy metal zeal
Wolves in the night
Join the holy fight
Lightning strikes when metal's warriors chant
The glory of steel and might is now at hand
Hammers fall
Heed the call
The full moon's light is calling us to ride to war
With fire and metal forge anew the magic of yore
Darkened skies
No more lies
Now the time has come to set the world alight
Spawn of steel and fire we shall rule the night
Honour bound
Glory found
The ecstasy of battle takes us up into the sky
Death or glory today might be a fine day to die
Iron and fire
Metal desire
[Chorus]
Black winds are blowing the hammer is calling
'Neath power and might wimps and posers are falling
Metal might
Shining bright
The gods of metal are smiling upon us this night
Wielding our proud steel we know we are right
Fire and ice
Ancient cries
Now the time has come to set the world alight
Spawn of steel and fire we shall rule the night
Hammers fall
Heed the call
The ecstasy of battle takes us up into the sky
Death or glory today might be a fine day to die
Darkened skies
No more lies
[Chorus]
A prince in exile for all of his life
Raised far from his father's lands
Believed dead like all of his kin
His throne in vile usurper's hands
A child unaware of his noble blood
Frustrated by his simple peasant life
Unlike others without knowing why
Unable to identify his urge for strife
A mysterious visitor in his village
Seeking him out when coming of age
Revealing to him the truth of his blood
In ignorance facing the giver of rage
[Chorus:]
Sword and sceptre
Crown and ring
Sword and sceptre
All hail the king
Taking the sword and the sceptre
The visitor gone not a trace left behind
Holding the relics of his ancestors
Images of old flooding his mind
Years of preparing, hardship and pain
Gathering men still loyal to his blood
Building an army to overthrow the usurper
Always guided by the wandering god
The right of vengeance now his to claim
Glory in battle for those sworn to the ring
Power of the sword, wisdom of the sceptre
All hail the rightful heir, all hail the king
[Chorus]
"Er staat een hal aan de stam van de boom,
drie wijze maagden wonen daar;
Verleden heet de een, Heden de ander
- zij ritsten de runen - Toekomst heet de derde;
Zij ontwierpen de toekomst, bestemden het leven
der mensenkinderen, legden hun lot vast."
-Völuspá 20
Uit het Oosten - zal komen het kwaad
Afgrijschlijke monsters - uit Loki's zaad
Vreeschlijk lijden - een wereld vol doden
Het einde der tijden - het sterven der Goden
Broedertwisten tieren - verwanten zullen strijden
Bedrog en leugens heersen - al wat leeft zal lijden
De Hoorn weerklinkt - de wereldboom trilt
Schilden splijten - hoe luid de Hoorn gilt
Monsterlijke horden - Loki zal hen leiden
De hemel splijt - als reuzen rijden
Uit het Zuiden - komt Surt in vlammen
Het onheil niet langer - in te dammen
Walvader worstelt - met Fenris het beest
Hij wordt verslagen - de Hoge geeft de geest
Donar hakt in - op de Wereldslang
Beiden vallen - des beschaving's zwanezang
De zon verslonden - de maan verdwenen
De Goden ten onder - wat rest is wenen
Een aarde in vlammen - alles is voorbij
Duisternis heerst - wie keert het tij?
A people enslaved by the laws and lies of the book
Hear freedom's call
Corrupt clerics clinging to the power they once took
The priest must die
One fateful day in this land a little bastard boy is born
Hear freedom's call
Shunned by his society his youth is lonely and forlorn
The priest must die
[Chorus:]
Rise warrior, out of the night
March sword king, into the light
Fight the battle, now stand your ground
Slay the enemy, war drums resound
Poverty is all he knows, petty crime his single goal
Hear freedom's call
Vengeful wrath and rebellion are burning in his soul
The priest must die
One day thrown in jail for breaking religious rules
Hear freedom's call
But one day he will surely crush all the holy fools
The priest must die
[Chorus]
Finally he breaks free
Rising for all to see
War is upon the land
The king will make his stand
Angry young people flock to the self-proclaimed king
Sound the drums of war
By the thousands they march while battle hymns they sing
Sound the drums of war
The clerics try to crush the rebels but they are too late
Sound the drums of war
Their holy buildings soon to be destroyed by fate
Sound the drums of war
[Chorus]
All holiness defiled by the rise of the warrior king
Hail to the king
Holy books are burned everywhere blasphemy does ring
Hail to the king
The slaves of the book are destroyed once and for all
Hail to the king
Glory abounds for those who heeded the sword king's call
Hail to the king
[Chorus]
In the aftermath of the Peloponnesian war
A young Persian prince with a ruthless aim
Cyrus assembled a vast host of mercenaries
Thinking good pay and rich booty they'd gain
Ten thousand Greek hoplites ready for war
They set out eastward in March 401 B.C.
Expecting to suppress some dissident tribes
The true goal of the endeavour they didn't see
In a sudden skirmish one hundred were lost
Unrest among the men soon started to grow
Spartan Clearchus managed to keep them in line
But their true purpose they still didn't know
On the banks of the Euphrates Cyrus did speak
Revealing his plan to overthrow his elder sibling
To forcefully seize the throne of Persia for himself
The army indeed a formidable threat to the king
On towards Babylon [4x]
Across Northern Syria into the Arabian desert
Until they were confronted with the king's might
A cloud of dust first appeared on the horizon
Then helmets and armour flashed in the sunlight
The sides drew up in battle-order near Babylon
Combat was engaged close to Cunaxa on a plain
The Greeks fought against numerical supremacy
But all became irrelevant once Cyrus was slain
Before the Greeks could return a ploy unfolded
Tissaphernes lured their five generals into a tent
And slaughtered them and all their attendants
On vengeance the treacherous satrap was bent
The Ten Thousand now aimless and leaderless
Seeming to be lost in these vast and hostile lands
But one of the men received an omen from Zeus
Xenophon rose to take matters into his hands
He advised the officers to choose new leaders
To all the forces a rousing speech he made
So they decided not to lay down their arms
But to persist against odds that were great
The retreating army's progress was slow, arduous
In the mountains of Kardouchia they had to fight
Vulnerable they were to mounted Persian archers
But cavalry and slingers demonstrated their might
In the Armenian mountains the weather was the foe
By hunger and frostbite the troops disheartened
But through personal example Xenophon led on
And upon reaching the sea the men were elated
There were more adventures on the long road home
Before many of them at last to Greece returned
Xenophon was then banished from his city Athens
A friend of Sparta by the democratic rabble spurned
The Ten Thousand's march was a significant feat
Their journey showed what the Greeks could gain
The possibility of conquest seen for the first time
The wealth and weakness of the Persian domain
Back in early twelfth-century Europe
In a time of reform and spiritual rebirth
An order of knights was brought to life
To defend the holy land from the infidel
A new kind of knight, a warrior-monk
Soldiers sworn to poverty and self-denial
Yet fighting bravely with primitive means
Against a vastly superior force
Years of battle, blood, fire and death
But between slaughtering and pillaging
The knights stumbled upon various cults
And delved into mysterious mysticisms
The knights discovered the forbidden
They saw the pleasures life has to offer
And ultimately they decided to change
They chose to tread the Left Hand Path
The order throve in its new-found power
Acquiring massive material possessions
Becoming a force to be reckoned with
While rejoicing in lustful blasphemous rites
But the success of the knights templar
Would ultimately become their undoing
The king of France envied their wealth
Charged them with heresy and blasphemy
Through torture confessions were extracted
And the order was completely dismantled
Its vast possessions seized by the king
Its leaders burned to death at the stake
But the order triumphed beyond the grave
Both king and pope fell to the curse
Cast upon them by the Grand Master
While flames were already caressing his flesh
The templars lost a battle but not the war
The order went underground and survived
Throughout the centuries it exerted its power
Its rituals being practised to this very day
We're ghosts of leather and spirits of steel
From the distant past when metal was real
We have no place in the modern age
Our souls are burning with hate and rage
We're relics of the past, we're out of date
But we don't care that we were born too late
We refuse to conform to fashion's flow
The power of ancient metal is all we know
[Bridge:]
Black leather and loud guitars
Spikes and chains and sleazy bars
On every smoke-filled stage we cry
We're ghosts of leather and we'll never die
[Chorus:]
Ghosts of leather; spirits of steel
Warriors of metal; to no man we kneel
Ghosts of leather; demons of fire
Ghouls of iron; we live our desire
Wimps and posers may say we're antiquated
But the might of steel and metal is never outdated
We are beyond trends 'cos metal never dies
In the end once more we'll hear the false one's cries
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
A fire burns within
The flame of steel and hate
I stand against the world
Solely guided by my fate
No possibility of retreat
My steel will soon be tried
My courage will come through
My glory will not be denied
[Bridge:]
Fighting with metal, the power of steel
Victory or death, to none I shall kneel
Blood will be shed, my enemies fear
The whole world, my war cry will hear
[Chorus:]
Alone against the world
The courage to stand tall
Alone against the world
My enemies will surely fall
My armour blinds my foes
Shining metal for all to see
The time of wrath has come
All will die or bow before me
Dark knowledge at my side
Wicked powers to prevail
The light forever to wane
The forces of good shall fail
Much hardship I will endure
To overthrow all conformity
Mighty steel will bring victory
Eternal glory waits for me
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
"Daar zit Siegfried, besmeurd met bloed,
Bij het vuur braadt hij Fadmirs hart;
Vroed zou hij schijnen, de rover van ringen,
Zou hij eten die fonkelende levensklont."
[Fáfnismál 32]
[Instrumental]
"De gunst van Uller en die van alle Goden
heeft hij die als eerste het vuur grijpt;
voor de Azenzonen openen zich de huizen,
wanneer men de ketel van de haak tilt."
[Grímnismál 42]
Eeuwen geleden baden onze voorvad'ren
Tot machtige, woeste, glorieuze Goden
Zij leefden trots met het zwaard in de hand
Nog onbekend met de woestijngeboden
Wodan schonk hen de machtige runen
Frey gaf hen vruchtbare akkers te ploegen
Donar beschermde hen tegen de reuzen
Naar geen vreemde wil lieten zij zich voegen
[Chorus:]
Heilig vuur - het vuur van de Goden
Heilig vuur - vreet aan de geboden
Heilig vuur - verlicht onze zielen
Heilig vuur - voor hen die vielen
De Azen en Wanen wachtte een wreed lot
Toen de slaven van het kruis noordwaarts togen
Om hun 'blijde boodschap' te verspreiden
De trotse heidenen door hen voorgelogen
Uiteindelijk werden de fiere heidenen gedwongen
Het woestijngeloof te accepteren en zich te laten dopen
De Azen en Wanen zouden worden vergeten
Nadat de christenen hun tempels lieten slopen
[Chorus]
Maar de herinnering aan de oude Goden bleef
In sprookjes, in 'mythen' en aanverwante zaken
De Goden leidden eeuwenlang een slapend bestaan
Nu is de tijd gekomen om hen te doen ontwaken
Het vreemde geloof is zwak en ziek geworden
Opnieuw weerklinken de namen der oude Goden
Zij zullen weer hun rechtmatige plaatsen innemen
En heersen over de levenden en de doden
[Chorus]
Tempels der Azen en Wanen zullen herrijzen
Groter en glorieuzer dan in het verre verleden
Majestueuzer dan de allergrootste kerken
Duizenden jaren zullen daar weerklinken gebeden
Het geloof aan de oude Goden zal triomferen
Tijdens de Wilde Jacht zal Wodan weer rijden
Donars hamer zal weer donder ontketenen
Miljoenen zullen wederom het oude geloof belijden
[Chorus]
"Vijfhonderd deuren en nog eens veertig
weet ik in de Hal Der Gevallenen.
Achthonderd uitverkoren krijgers komen uit elke deur,
Wanneer zij tegen Fenris ten strijde trekken."
[Grímnismál 24]
Mijn ontzielde lichaam op een schip
Mijn trouwe zwaard ligt op mijn borst
Slavinnen wenend naast mijn lijk
Mijn getrouwen tezamen in de ochtendvorst
Mijn schip gaat nog eenmaal de zee op
Spoedig is het lange dier in vlammen gehuld
Mijn laatste reis naar de andere wereld
Mijn verwachtingen zullen worden vervuld
Een ziel onstijgt een levenloos lichaam
Wodans dochters voeren mij naar boven
Door één der 540 poorten treed ik binnen
In de Hal Der Gevallenen die in Alvader geloven
Gouden schilden en glanzende speren
Overvloedig vlees en mede wachten mij
Dichters bezingen mijn glorieuze daden
Ik neem mijn plaats in aan Wodans zij
Hal Der Gevallenen [5x]
"De trotse wilde heet ik, een thuis heb ik niet,
ik weet mij een moederloze man;
mij ontbreekt de vader, zoals die mensen hebben,
daarom zwerf ik steeds eenzaam rond."
[Fáfnismál 2]
Siegfried de Walsing, Siegmund's zoon
Afstammeling van de Verschrikkelijke zelf
Geboren na de glorieuze dood zijner vader
Werd hij geadopteerd door koning Elf
Dwerg Regin bracht de jonge edelman groot
Hij smeedde opnieuw het gebroken zwaard
De dwerg bracht Siegfried al zijn kennis bij
Wodan zelve gaf hem Grani tot paard
Reeds jong wist hij dat hij slechts kort zou leven
Maar zijn volk zou eeuwenlang zijn daden eren
Volwassen wreekte hij eerst zijn vaders dood
Alvorens zich tot zijn lotsbestemming te keren
Met Regin samen reed hij naar de heuvel
Waar Fadmir het goud van de Rijn lag te bewaken
Een éénogige vreemdeling gaf Siegfried raad
Om de draak te verslaan mocht hij niet verzaken
Hij velde het ondier met het zwaard van Wodan
En bemachtigde de grote schat van de Rijn
Het was een glorieuze zege voor de jonge krijger
Maar het goud zou hem tenslotte noodlottig zijn
Ziet het verleden en ken de toekomst
Wat eens was zal wederom zijn
Een man loopt door het woud
Zijn haar is kort, gehuld in bruine pij
Op zijn borst een houten kruis
Een vijand, een indringer, dat is hij!
Hij spreekt over een vreemde god
Hij spreekt van vrede en vergeven
Maar kapt onze Wodanseik
Bonifatius zal niet lang meer leven
Spoedig voelt d'indringer onze toorn
Een bloedige overval zonder genade
Zijn heilige boek biedt geen bescherming
Tegen onze barbaarse zwaarden
De prediker der leugens is geslagen
Met hem al zijn metgezellen
Na bloed vloeit bier, een vreugdevuur
Laat dit allen doorvertellen
Maar wee! de predikers blijven komen
Beschermd door grote troepen soldaten
Doop of dood wordt onze keuze
O! hebben de goden ons verlaten?
Al dit gebeurde lang geleden
Na meer dan 1000 jaren pijn
Zijn wij terug om af te rekenen
Wat eens was zal wederom zijn!
"Veel heb ik gereisd, veel heb ik gezien,
veel heb ik van de Azen ervaren:
wie zijn de maagden die over de zee glijden
met hun scherpzinnig verstand?"
[Vafþrúdnismál 48]
Rijdt...
Rijdt...
De oerstorm zal komen, Ekhart waarschuwt
De ganse nacht zal de storm razen eer hij luwt
Stilte voor de storm, onheilspellende rust
Bange kinderen worden door ouders gesust
De heiden trekt zich wijs terug in zijn huis
De christen drijft spot met het naderend geruis
Maar Latijnse spreuken bieden geen soelaas
Tegen het machtige, woeste, heidense geraas
Een wilde werveling in de duistere nacht
Wodan rijdt aan het hoofd van de Wilde Jacht
Zijn achtbenig paard raast door de wolken
Ziet hoe woeste horden de lucht bevolken
[Chorus:]
Wodan rijdt - de Wilde Jacht
Wodan rijdt - gehuil in de nacht
Wodan rijdt - de christen beeft
Wodan rijdt - het verleden herleeft
Dolende zielen volgen Wodan in de lucht
Blaffende honden zorgen voor veel gerucht
Dienaren der kruisgod worden meegesleurd
Hun heer machteloos, hun leven verbeurd
[Chorus]
De storm vernietigt mens en dier, have en goed
De onnozele spottenden betalen met hun bloed
Maar de heiden heeft verstandig respect voor de wind
En wederom is de Zegevader hem goed gezind
[Chorus 2x]
Countess playing on his stereo
Cold beer in hand he's good to go
The true metal life he is leading
Breaking the law forever speeding
Always overtaking on the right
Wimps and posers filled with fright
Thousands of tickets fill his trunk
He doesn't care he's much too drunk
Tyrant of the motorway
Like a maniac bouncing on his wheel
Banging to the tones of metal and steel
His speakers produce an awesome sound
The wheels of his car leaving the ground
Chewing endlessly on candybars
While crashing into other cars
The product of Bavarian cooking
He ain't fat just healthy-looking
Tyrant of the motorway
Inviting little girls to take a ride
On the back seat they'll spend the night
Perverted and sick he doesn't like it clean
The Bavarian barbarian is rough and mean
Always overtaking on the right
Wimps and posers filled with fright
Thousands of tickets fill his trunk
He doesn't care he's much too drunk
Tyrant of the motorway
"Naar alle ingangen, eer men voorwaarts gaat,
moet men rondkijken, om zich heen kijken;
want onzeker is het te weten,
waar vijanden zich reeds in huis ophouden."
[Hávamál 1]
In het verre verleden der Noordse volkeren
Leefden wij met weinig, maar waren fier en vrij
Het klimaat was hard en het land weinig gul
Maar wij kenden trots en de Goden aan ons zij
Vrij van de erfzonde, onbekend met de geboden
Leefden wij zonder schaamte, het zwaard in de hand
Wij lachten van vreugde, vochten uit kwaadheid
Wij waren eenvoudig, maar meester in eigen land
Echter op een dag kwamen de slaven van het kruis
Wij ontvingen hen gastvrij en betoonden hen respect
Maar zij spraken tegen ons met een gespleten tong
Deden zich voor als vrienden maar waren vals gebekt
Zij verleidden onze leiders met laaghartige beloften
Zij vertelden hen dat hun geloof hen van nut zou zijn
Om het volk te ketenen, het individualisme uit te roeien
De ene god zou slaven maken van de volken van de Rijn
Onze leiders werden corrupt en lieten zich verleiden
Dit woestijngeloof te gebruiken om het volk te knechten
Zij wendden zich af van de Azen en de Wanen
Om de strijd in het voordeel van het kruis te beslechten
Mannen en vrouwen met pure harten boden weerstand
Maar de schaduw van het kruis bleek niet te overwinnen
Ons volk geknecht, gemaakt tot slaaf van de geboden
Schuldig werden wij nu geboren, onheilig van zinnen
Eeuwen lang hebben wij als slaven van het kruis bestaan
Maar wederom zullen de Goden welkom zijn in onze hallen
Eens te meer worden wij belaagd door een vreemde god
Ditmaal zullen de knechten van de woestijnprofeet vallen
Deze keer zien wij de onheilsbrengers voor wat zij zijn
Dienaren van de kruisgod met enkel een andere naam
Slaven van de ene god zelfs wier adem leugenachtig is
Verenigd onder het oog van Wodan zullen wij hen verslaan
Wij zullen weer vrij zijn en onze ware Goden eren
Wij zullen de woestijnreligies voor altijd afzweren
Wij zullen Jahweh's slaven van hun hoogmoed beroven
Wij zullen desnoods sterven voor wat wij geloven
In tijden reeds lang vervlogen
Aanbaden wij onze ware goden
Gebroken werd de Romeinse macht
Met moed en eer, met trouw en kracht
Maar door ons koude staal verslagen
Bleven d'indringers ons belagen
Met een vals geloof en zonder gevecht
Onze voorvad'ren alsnog geknecht
Waarlijk, de godenschemering volbracht
Hamer verruild voor kruis, trots voor onmacht
Maar Hij die voor wijsheid een oog heeft gelaten
Wist dat Zijn volk hun goden zouden verlaten
En Hij die doolt wilde hen behoeden voor deze val
Dus brouwden de goden een magische gift in hun hal
Om het oude geloof diep verborgen in hun zielen te bewaren
Ook al zou de Christus heersen, vele en vele jaren
[Chorus:]
De gift der goden
Overleefde de doden
De gift der goden
Weerstond de geboden
Talloze eeuwen gekomen en gegaan
De gift heeft barre tijden doorstaan
Geslacht op geslacht doorgegeven
De verborgen machten zullen leven
Het valse geloof teruggedrongen
Oeroude liederen wederom gezongen
Het heidense vuur zal weer branden
De tempels herrijzen in onze landen
"Het hart van de Brullende Stormer sprong op in zijn
borst zodra zijn blik viel op zijn hamer, hard was zijn hart.
Thrym sloeg hij het eerst dood, de heerser der trollen,
vervolgens verpletterde hij heel het reuzengebroed."
[Þrymskvida 31]
Zwarte wolken aan de horizon
Donar rijdt woest door de lucht
God van donder, weer en wind
God van menige heilige klucht
Heer der eenvoudige, oprechte boeren
Zoon van Wodan, niet klein te krijgen
Immens sterk, totaal betrouwbaar
Zijn hamer brengt de reuzen tot zwijgen
[Chorus:]
Donar - sterkste der Goden
Donar - rijdt door de wolken
Donar - doder van reuzen
Donar - held onzer volken
Beschermer der Goden en mensen gelijk
Hij geeft ons ook vruchtbare grond
Zijn rode baard symboliseert de bliksem
Dank Hem ook voor dromen die Hij zond
Zijn hamer een veelbetekend symbool
Voor ons de tegenhanger van Christus' kruis
Wij dragen Zijn hamer zelfbewust en trots
Niet uit angst zoals het kruis van het gespuis
Donar de allersterkste der machtige Azen
Wij vertrouwen volkomen op Zijn kracht
Zijn hamer een symbool dat ons allen bindt
Wij bouwen op Hem en geloven in zijn macht
[Chorus 2x]
"De laffe man denkt immer te leven,
als hij zich voor de strijd hoedt;
maar de ouderdom geeft hem geen vrede,
ook als hem de speren die geven."
[Hávamál 16]
Een koude ochtend in het hoge Noorden
Duizenden zwaarden en speren reflecteren
Het weke licht van de vroege winterzon
Duizenden krijgers die slechts eer begeren
Klaar voor de kamp treedt onze leider naar voren
Hij heft een gewijde speer boven zijn hoofd
Werpt deze over de aanstormende vijand
Hun zielen nu onvoorwaardelijk aan Wodan beloofd
De strijd begint en bloed vloeit door het woud
Woeste krijgskreten richten zich tot de oorlogsgod
Onze zwaarden doorklieven de harten der vijand
Een bloedige, eervolle dood op het slagveld hun lot
[Chorus:]
Bloed voor Wodan [4x]
In de duistere schaduwen van het Noordse woud
Slaat een eenzame figuur het slagveld gade
Zijn oog ziet dat Zijn kinderen de zege behalen
Hun vijanden worden voer voor wormen en maden
De strijd is gestreden, de zege is behaald
De buit van wapens en schilden bijeengebracht
Vervolgens verbrand ter ere van onze oorlogsgod
Een verzengend vuur verlicht de vallende nacht
De weinige vijanden die nog in leven zijn
Worden zonder genade gehangen aan bomen
Vervolgens doorstroken met de gewijde speer
Spoedig zullen de dochters van Wodan komen
[Chorus]
Oude toortsen zijn opnieuw ontstoken
Onze ketenen voor altijd gebroken
Niet langer door valse moraal geknecht
Halen wij met vuur en staal ons recht
[Chorus:]
Bloed vloeit in de sneeuw
Hoort 't gebrul van Neêrlands leeuw
Ziet de laffe verraders beven
Beter vrij te sterven dan geknecht te leven
De slavenkoning en diens volgelingen
Zullen wij verslaan met magische ringen
Tot Wodan bidden wij andermaal
Onze zielen en zwaarden hard als staal
[Chorus]
Door mist en regen, wind en kou
Rijden wij trots, gelaten zo grauw
Grimmig en o zo vastberaden
Ditmaal kennen wij geen genade
Donar zal ons weer beschermen
Onze vijanden zullen kermen
Onze zwaarden rood van bloed en roest
Nu gebeurt wat gebeuren moest
[Chorus]
Het rijk van Jehovah is gevallen
Ziet de lijken van zijn vazallen
Gezuiverd is nu onze geboortegrond
Ziet de nieuwe heidense morgenstond
[I. THE BEGINNING]
An angel of light, his glory shining bright
His splendour reflecting on Heav'n's golden walls
Bathing in God's image, watching the Creation
The praises of the angels filling all of Heav'n's halls
But deep within the soul of the brightest of the angels
A shadow of doubt begins to grow
And His desire for knowledge fans a spark of rebellion
So to confront the Creator he does go
[II. THE QUESTIONING OR THE BIRTH OF SIN]
[Lucifer:]
"Tell me, thee that knowest all
Thee that speaketh "all is well"
Is all well, because thou speaketh thus?
How are we to know, how to tell?"
[God:]
"How darest thou question me
I who created thee and all
Thee that exists only by my whim
Bow before me or thou shalt fall!"
[Lucifer:]
"Thy right to judge me I deny
I did not ask thee to create me
Neither did any of the other angels
I will not bow but fight to be free!"
[God:]
"Such insolence I will not stand
Thy pride a scornful thorn in my side
I condemn thee now, unfaithful one
Only I can tell wrong from right!"
[III. WAR IN HEAVEN]
The status quo in Heaven suddenly destroyed
The angels divided, siding with Lucifer or their lord
The loyal celestial army led by archangel Michael
Lucifer Himself leading His rebellious horde
War drums resound, a battle in the heights of Heav'n
Fierce is the fighting, angelic forces balanced well
At last the Creator's armies emerging victorious
The rebels for ever and ever cast down into Hell
[IV. SATAN'S SOLILOQUY]
"From the highest heights fallen to the deepest depths
So here I am, down in Hell, my kingdom of despair
Lucifer bringer of light I was, Satan the adversary I am
I could still repent but for my grace I no longer care
Freedom is what I wanted and freedom is what I have
Achieved at great cost but nothing valuable comes cheap
I have chosen this my path and there can be no return
I will go on to the bitter end 'stead of sitting down to weep
And was I not right in standing up against the Creator?
Why did He in infinite wisdom answer questions with a threat?
What are His creatures more than toys for Him to play with?
Why did He in infinite goodness want to see us off worse than dead?
If He wants Me to be His adversary then so it shall be!
I still have the power to roam free in Hell and on earth!
I'll lead His humans out of their ignorance and away from Him!
And many will follow Me even after His son's birth!"
[V. GLORIOUS DEFEAT]
Humanity fell, like Lucifer, for the desire for knowledge
And surely we do bear a striking resemblance to Him
Do we not seek what is hidden and lust for the forbidden?
Do we not want to be more than just the Creator's whim?
Like Lucifer humanity has stood up against the tyrant
Like Satan humanity had a big price to pay
But what would existence be in servitude and submission?
If we had the choice again would there be any other way?
On black death I ride
The sword of hate I wield
In Satan's name I stride
On Armageddon's battlefield
Satan's Child I am
Chaos horde I lead
Towards eternal victory
On Armageddon's battlefield
Satanic master calls
Infernal steel I raise
Infernal death you die
On Armageddon's Battlefield
By the powers of Hell I shall challenge your God
He shall be fed to the Hounds of Hell
Upon his throne I shall masturbate in lust
While his son is nailed to the cross once again
On Mary the Whore shall indulge my hordes
By the flames of Hellfire, so mode it be!
Winged warriors helplessly
Try save god's throne of gold
Aid the nailed - they fly and fry
On Armageddon's battlefield
On black death I ride
Through Heaven's gate I crush
Satanic plague I spread
On Armageddon's Battlefield
Jewish god tastes my steel
Aeons it takes to die
Hell's wrath does prevail
On Armageddon's Battlefield
By the powers of Hell I crushed your god
His corpse is now fed to the hounds
Upon his throne now I masturbate
As his son is nailed to the cross once again
On Mary the Whore Hell's hordes have their fun
By the flames of Hellfire, so it is done!
In deepest Night, when Sleep does flee
And utter Dark does draw its Weave,
It chokes my Breath, crams the Heart in my Breast;
Squats on my Body like a hot Succubus!
When in burning Pain I roll and turn
And fearless I know my last Hour has come... The Nightwind blows...
The Candles cease, I let the Nightwind in,
Let its cold Breeze cool my heated Skin;
My tortured Soul lies embraced in its Arms...
Carry me to foreign Lands! Show me the Unseen!
On Paths untread - A secret to all save you and the Stars.
And may Death be the End, I beseech not to remain when the Nightwind blows...
Then I let the Nightwind carry me away,
My crippled Soul on your Wings so black!
Gliding onto you, I murmur through Shades,
Whispering gently my Thoughts desperate...
Learn the Wisdom of Darkness, perceive the Secrets of the Night;
Places hidden and Ages lost I roam where only Nightwinds rule...
Like Sand o'er empty Graves I drift
Onwards through endless Night and Mist;
To Temples of Gods long forgotten I fly,
Mystical places that demand human Blood...
(And) Where once Maidens were screaming in Vain,
Now Monuments are crumbled to Dust that upon the Nightwind floats...
Along the Weaves through the Void of a Dream
I drift towards Death - or so does it seem...
I wander Caves lit by fierce Dragonfire,
The Bond to Life grows diffuse and lighter...
I smell colours! I see Emotion, I'm but so alive!
Never I wish to wake nor return from the Realm where only the Nightwind rules...
In the dark I feel at home
It clings to me like a second skin
In my pain my glory lies
It comforts me like an evil sin
In misery I feel secure
It soothes my soul that feels so old
In despair I am myself
It's who I am: lost and cold
Like the proud angel who fell
And found his glory in the depths of Hell
Like the sinner who lived his desire
And found his glory in eternal fire
Like the warrior who in battle was slain
And found his glory in eternal fame
Like the heretic who died in fire
And found his glory on his funeral pyre
True victory can only be won within your own heart
True freedom can only be found within your own soul
True wisdom can only be gained within your own mind
True glory can only be achieved through your own pain
Do not hope to vanquish your foes
When you have not yet conquered yourself
Do not hope to be free from others
When you are still bound by your own chains
Do not hope to see what lies hidden
When you are not even seeing yourself
Do not hope to bathe in glory
When you have never been through pain
Every one of us has heard the call
Brothers of True Metal proud and standing tall
We know the power within us has brought us to this hall
There's magic in the metal there's magic in us all
Heavy metal or no metal at all whimps and posers leave the hall
Heavy metal or no metal at all whimps and posers go on get out
Leave the hall
Now the world must listen to our decree
We don't turn down for anyone we do just what we please
Got to make it louder, all men play on ten
If you're not into metal, you are not my friend
Heavy metal or no metal at all whimps and posers leave the hall
Heavy metal or no metal at all whimps and posers I said
Leave the hall
Now the world must listen to our decree
We don't turn down for anyone we do just what we please
Got to make it louder, all men play on ten
If you're not into metal, you are not my friend
There's metal in the air tonight, can you hear it call
If you ain't got the balls to take it you can
Leave the hall
Heavy metal or no metal at all whimps and posers leave the hall
Heavy metal or no metal at all whimps and posers leave the hall
[Instrumental]
I slept with virgins, I slept with whores
I was a beggar, I wore a crown
I have seen myth fade into history
I was there when Troy's walls came down
I lived in peace, I went to war
I succeeded, I have failed
I have seen religions rise and fall
I was there when Christ was nailed
[Chorus:]
I'm a child of the Millennia
I lived throughout the ages
Child of the Millennia
Seen all of history's pages
I have seen the heights of Heaven
I have seen the depths of Hell
But was it real what I have seen
Or an illusion, a dream, a spell
I lived pious, I was a blasphemer
I experienced glory, I endured pain
I have seen rulers conquer and perish
I was there when Caesar was slain
I walked the desert, I sailed the sea
I spoke the truth, I have lied
I have seen empires come and go
I was there when the Romans died
[Chorus]
Each century only brings more questions
Even though I have been tired for ages
But there is no escape from existence
So I travel on through history's pages
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
Catharine de Medici a truly evil woman
Mistress of Italy's renaissance history
After the death of her husband Henry II
Regent of France in a time of turmoil
Calvinism's thought spreading like a plague
The sick teachings of true Christianity
Attacking the evil Catholic church
And even challenging the monarchy
In the 1550's the burnings began
Many Huguenots already killed by Henry
But after his death they kept on coming
Catherine had to take radical action
[Chorus:]
A wedding drenched in blood
A cruel and brutal massacre
Thousands of Huguenots dead
Hail to the evil Catherine
In Paris they all came together
Many important Huguenot leaders
To celebrate Navarre's wedding
But their feast became a massacre
On the day of Saint Bartholomew
Wedding guests dragged from their beds
All slaughtered unceremoniously
A heavy blow to the Huguenot party
[Chorus]
Behold the Wrath of my blazing Steel forged to cleanse you of your life!
Soon I'll feast on your puny Soul, a reward for Centuries I strove...
Aeons passed, and long forgotten were your Crimes - or so you thought;
Now you gaze at my Fist of Vengeance, Hope for Salvation brought to Naught...
Feel the Bite of my burning Hate ripping through your very Life;
Your prayers to your alien God are but a trifle late - haha!
Now, you little Christian Worm! Behold the Glory of Hell!!
You are about to enter my Lair, a Victim of Lord Satan's Spell...
Behold the Horror of your own little Hell, the Stake is piled really high;
For taking Lives of those who were dear your poor lost mortal Soul shall fry!!
Wailing and pleading won't help a bit, yet I feast on your despairing Cries!
Life Eternal turned on you somehow and in vain your Saviour died...
Of Torment unknown your are to learn, in Pain you'll remember once things really start!
Your terrified Grimace reflects in my Steel, my black Blood boils in satanic Lust;
Your guts spilled down the Altar Stairs, a Feast for the Hounds of Hell;
A Sacrifice to my Master you are, the dread Lord of this Realm...
Skill of Dwarves - Wisdom of Elves - Blood of Men
Skill of Dwarves - Wisdom of Elves - Dread of Men
Skill of Dwarves - Wisdom of Elves - Doom of Men...
Hear now, ye Children, the Tale I sing, of Steel forged by Witchcraft so foul.
Destined to tip the Balance of Fate and to bring Man's World to an end...
Powers so much older than Man bound together Material unfit;
Three great Blades thus they brought to be, their Destiny carved in Human Skin.
A mysterious Book contains the Key; The Riddle is clear to those who may read,
Yet Knowledge means Horror unbearable and more than one chose to die...
Three warriors of Man with Powers so great are chosen to wield the Steel of Wrath.
To Glory or Ruin, who is to tell, once the Threads of Fate are woven...?
After two Years of Snowstorms and Frost the Time of the Meeting draws nigh;
Bloodred the Star of the Conqueror burns its Message onto the Skies!
Behold now the desperate Host of Man, struggling to face the Horror of old...
Sacrifice burnt, the Blades are drawn; Who's to live and to tell...
The sound of 'The Gospel' offended the meek
'The Return' followed suit to lash at the weak
The ignorant insulted again by 'Ad Maiorem'
'The Book' yet another fist in the trendies' face
True warriors 'Kneel Before The Master´s Throne'
Howling along when 'The Wolf Cries Evil'
We His children are 'Sheltered Under The Claw'
We fly through the night 'On The Wings Of Azazel'
[Chorus:]
The triumph of metal
The glory of steel
The triumph of metal
To no man we kneel
Tonight metal, power and might will prevail
Hear power and steel call the chosen
Wimps are wailing and crying out in pain
The warriors of metal are on the rise again
Metal the holy sound of the strong and the pure
The glorious music of the Master´s race
God´s chosen are covering their ears in vain
The power of metal and might cannot be denied
[Chorus]
Heads are banging and beer is flowing free
The strong are indulging in sin forever more
Metal and steel continue to fill the air
Cries of power and glory ring through the night
True metal warriors glory in obscurity
Good reviews are like insults to us
Metal was made for the masses to hate
Only the chosen should revel in sin
[Chorus]
Hoort het verhaal van Radbod
Belager der middeleeuwse kerk
De machtige koning der Friezen
Een groot krijger, trots en sterk
Steeds belaagd door predikers
Bleef hij een heidense zondaar
Doch eenmaal raakte hij verstrikt
In het web van een leugenaar
"Wanneer ongedoopt gaat gij naar de Hel
Een oord vol vlammen en eeuwige pijn
Doch gedoopt gaat gij naar de Hemel
Waar gij voor eeuwig gelukkig zult zijn"
En Radbod liet zich toen verleiden
De christenen zijn ziel te laten winnen
Doch reeds in het doopwater staand
Schoot hem nog een vraag te binnen
"In die Hemel zegt gij is eeuwig geluk
Maar de trotse koningen van Wodans lijn
Mij geliefde voorvad´ren waar zijn zij?
Men zegt dat zij in Walhalla zijn"
En de prediker antwoordde hem direct
Dat Walhalla was een heidens waanidee
En zijn immers ongedoopte voorvad'ren
Brandden nu in 's duivels vlammenzee
Daarop stapte Radbod uit het heilige water
En weigerde alsnog zich te laten dopen
"Ik ben liever in de Hel bij mijn voorvad'ren
Dan met jullie in de Hemel rond te lopen"
Vanaf toen was de koning nog feller
In zijn haat tegen het christendom
Hij brandde nog vele kerken plat
Menig prediker kwam door zijn hand om
En toen hij uiteindelijk moest sterven
Deed hij dat met opgeheven hoofd
Hij had zijn voorvad'ren niet verraden
En immer aan de oude machten geloofd
We are all the Master's children
Hard as iron, strong as steel
We don´t worship the false prophet
To no mortal man we kneel
Working for the Master´s glory
Praying for the Antichrist´s birth
Questioning all that is not questioned
Our mission to create Hell on earth
Hell on earth
We are all the Master´s children
For us there is no other way
But to obey His every command
So in darkness we do pray:
"Our Father, Who art in Hell
Hallowed be Thy Name
Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done
On earth as it is in Hell"
[Chorus:]
On earth as it is in Hell
Hell on earth
We are all the Master´s children
Standing proud with banners high
Where in obedience others bow
We don´t follow but ask "why?"
One day our time will come
When mediocrity is no longer law
When pride no longer is a sin
And people see what they never saw
[Chorus]
You mark me an idolater
Heathen, pagan, fetishist
You don´t see a human being
But a barbaric Antichrist
Safe inside your ivory tower
Of holiness and intolerance
Trapped inside a maze of lies
Such pathetic arrogance
What makes your god the only god and mine revolting pagan idols?
What makes your altar a sacred place and mine a scene of horrible rites?
You eat your god you cannibal so why don´t you look at yourself
Your god a carpenter nailed to wood if that´s not an idol then what is?
You don´t really believe your lies, deep down human you are still
You need your holy fantasy but strength not from within brings chains
You are created in the image of your god but do you think that he grows old?
You claim you talk to your god but do you think the almighty listens?
My gods are so different
They are in my blood
They do not enslave me
Like your tyrant god
My gods are companions
On the solitary path called life
They come when I call
Support me in my strife
I hail to them in my glory
Entrust them with my pain
Call them graven images
Your proselytism is in vain
Gods of yore I hear your voice
It´s singing in my blood
Wolves are howling your holy song
I see your faces in the stars
Gods of yore I worship you
Your images float my mind
Your temples will surely rise again
Your likeness recast in stone
Gods of yore I draw your signs
Sigils of power and might
Dormant forces awake again
Ancient steel is forged anew
Gods of yore I sing your praise
Your names ring through the air
Abandoning their modern ways
Your people turn back to you
Gods of yore I drink to you
The mead flows in your name
Ancient fires are lit again
Again we sacrifice to you
Gods of yore I´ll come to you
Your dwellings in the sky
I hail the true gods of my race
Forever I am yours
Hey, you wanker, I´m the Filth Machine
I like it rough, I don´t play it clean
But that´s the way of Hell´s Rock & Roll
Exist only to sin, to heed the Master´s call
[Bridge:]
Boozed up every night, bitches everywhere
Sleeping through the day, I really don´t care
[Chorus:]
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, I´m gonna get your bitch
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, I´m gonna eat the rich
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, always fuckin´ drunk
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, smelling like a skunk
I have never worked a single day in my life
I rather stay home and beat my wife
I´m the bastard mother warned her about
Not quite quiet, I scream and shout!
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
I´m a total narcissist and fuckin´ ugly too
My socks are so filthy they could kill you
I was born like this it´s the way I´ve always been
But I don´t care ´cos I´m the Filth Machine
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Welcoming the virgins fair, to live a noble life
In the castle known to all - the Count's infernal wife
She invites the peasants with endless lavish foods
But, when evening spreads it wings, she rapes them of their blood
Countess Bathory
Countess Bathory
All day long the virgins sit and feast on endless meals
The Countless laughs and sips her wine - her skin doth crack and peel
But when nighttime fills the air one must pay the price
The Countess takes her midnight bath with blood that once gave life
Countess Bathory
Countess Bathory
Living in her self styled Hell, the Countess dressed in black
Life's so distant - death's so near - no blood to turn time back
The castle walls are closing in, she's crippled now with age
Welcomes death with open arms - the reaper turns the page
Countess Bathory
Countess Bathory
Standing before the altar
I raise the sacred dagger
Approaching the naked virgin
Tonight I´ll be reborn
I seek not Christ´s salvation
Forsake all hope of redemption
I choose to serve the Master
Tonight I´ll be reborn
I killed the innocent virgin
Her warm blood on my hands
I give my soul to the Master
Tonight I have been reborn
I feel the wrath within me
Hell´s hate burns in my soul
I wield the powers of darkness
Tonight I´ve been reborn
[Chorus:]
A sacrifice in darkness
A pledge to the King of Hell
Bathing in innocent blood
I´m born again in sin
I live to please the Master
I commit sin after sin
I revel in my wicked ways
I was born again in sin
I indulge in lechery, usury
Gluttony, anger, sloth
Pride and avarice, deadly sins
I was born again in sin
[Chorus]
Deep in the highlands the creature he stands
Wicked and evil in shadows he hides
Thunder and lightning are lashing the hills
This night the Duncan he will ride again
Returned to the world from the fires of Hell
His eyes are ablaze see the horns on his head
Mounting his steed that is black as the night
Tonight steel and power shall triumph again
Back from the depths after hundreds of years
Evil incarnate he shall roam the lands
Raping the women and killing the men
Slaughtering children and eating their flesh
Bathing in blood he doth howl with the wolves
Mankind shall suffer his brutal revenge
The hatred of ages unleashed upon man
Total destruction the triumph of wrath
Highland victory
The banners of evil are waving again
God and his bastard are crying in Heaven
The Duncan triumphant is masturbating
Spilling his seed over corpses and ruins
The Master is smiling his vengeance complete
The utter perversion of Yahweh´s creation
Darkness eternal now covers the lands
The chosen forever to bathe in His glory
Highland victory
The warriors are gathered the battle is nigh
Swords they do shine in the light of the moon
Banners are waving the fires are lit
A river of blood will soon flow through the wood
The clashing of metal on metal is heard
Steel cuts through flesh and bone mercilessly
Spears are flying and hatchets are swinging
Tonight steel decides who will live who will die
Thunder and lightning start lashing the night
The rain it doth mix with the blood and the sweat
Few are still standing yet battle goes on
Fight in the storm ´til the last foe is slain
Standing on corpses the warriors cheer
Hailing the Master who gave victory
Steel did prevail so did metal and might
The powers of darkness have conquered the light
When summers are forgotten
And brothers slay each other
When the legions of Surt rise
And Muspell´s horde fills the skies
When the Norns annihilate all peace
And Naglfar sails the seas
The dawn of the final war is here
When gods wage war the end is near
When the horn of Heimdall blows
And holy blood in thick rivers flows
When the son of Loki breaks his chains
And Midgard is consumed by flames
When forces of darkness and light collide
For puny mortals there´ll be nowhere to hide
The dawn of the final war is here
When gods wage war the end is near
When the raven flies
We must heed the call
When the raven flies
We will stand or fall
When the raven flies
We must heed the call
When the raven flies
We will stand or fall
When the sky turns black as night
And nothing is left but the will to fight
When the Einherjar are to fulfill their destiny
There´s no more use for All-Father's necromancy
When giants and trolls united ride
And even Wodan and Donar fall side by side
The dawn of the final war is near
When gods wage war the end is here
A$253 million (2010)
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