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Destiny is All
05:03
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There is no man, no king, no god i'll kneel before
Saxon blood runs through my veins
But the dane inside me hungers life and war
Guided through each move in life by fate
By will, by wind, by sword
Carved into the rune stones of a story by the hands of norns
Stolen from a family and imprisoned in a strange land
Taken in and named anew and then reborn by a dane's hands
Torn apart at heart by the loyalty
To separated enemies at odds
Carrying the relics of a holy land beside the hammer of the gods
Born to be an aelderman but living as a nomad
A formidable and altruistic pagan on a mission
To become into position so as granted by heredity
But stolen in an act of familial treachery
Traveling and building reputation as a warrior
Allegiances and battles pave a journey and a legend
That will live across the voices of the witnesses
Who stood beside
Though pages will not know this name as written into history
Blood bound vengeances will come to their fruition
And seers of the fates will hold my victories in their visions
Sword and shield in hand until we reach valhalla's golden halls
Northern bound to my homeland because
Destiny is all
When my father's blood is justified
My brother's spirit freed
And my children celebrate with every gloried victory
It is destiny that leads my sword wherever it will lie
'Til the twilight of the ragnarok
Rains fire from the sky
When my oaths and promises
Are all fulfilled with battles won
I will travel to the north
With the setting of the sun
In the snowy fields of winter
And through summer, spring and fall
I will ride into my fate
Because destiny is all
Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found
Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found
I've the name of both my fathers
And my heir was given mine
I have built a legacy that will be
Sung about through time
I have slain the dane and saxon
Aelder, nobleman and priest
And i carry sword in hand
In case i'm called to odin's feast
When the winds of change are bitter
And they call me to the north
My home and life await me
Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found
Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found
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2. |
Flutes of Necromancy
03:57
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Rise up
Samhain revels, summer's end
Sing! Dance! Celebration for the dead
Pour! Pour! The libation for the dead
Life! Death! Part the veil, summer's end
Cut the lights off, gotta be walking through darkness
To the mic stand about to be breathing a life into hearts
That had laid dormant and tormented in the afterlife
Snag a soul and restore all the passion right back
Reanimating cadavers got to be giving them life back
Mastering of the black arts for many who lost that
That which cannot be restored bring them back to the lights
To unite on the floor and
Rise again to masquerade
As we dance with the undead tonight
Just let the rhythm be your pulse
Let the flutes of necromancy bring you life
Reunited with relatives once again
Celebrating a bond that death couldn't bend
Second chances to say what needs to be said
Taking broken family making it whole, making amends
Sticking the vitality back into the mortal host
Just tapping up into the ancient skill of dancing with the ghosts
Like that. Bring em all back for this soirée
Get out your grave and get down on the floor, we
Rise again to masquerade
As we dance with the undead tonight
Just let the rhythm be your pulse
Let the flutes of necromancy bring you life
Rise again to masquerade
As we dance with the undead tonight
Just let the rhythm be your pulse
Let the flutes of necromancy bring you life
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3. |
Fenrir
04:53
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The wolf lies in desolation
Isolated, shackled and bound
A blade stands between his jaws
For no known crimes is he kept down
He stares out, through the abyss
Towards the halls he once called home
A lake flows forth from his teeth
Which long to taste the allfather's throne
But these chains - will break
This beast - will run
This rage - this pain
Has grown a thousand fold
This pride - now ash
This heart - now stone
These jaws - will stretch
Consume this traitorous world
Son of loki, they feared his strength
Feared the blood that filled his veins
Though he longed for their acceptance
Never did their trust he gain
As they bound, did they laugh
How they mocked and fuelled his fears
The cold winds, his sole companion
As malice forms from betrayals tears
But these chains - will break
This beast - will run
This rage - this pain
Has grown a thousand fold.
This pride - now ash
This heart - now stone
These jaws - will stretch
Consume this traitorous world
A song of melancholy cries the wolf through bitter nights
Cast aside and banished, vengeance is his battle cry
But these chains - will break
This beast - will run
This rage - this pain
Has grown a thousand fold
This pride - now ash
This heart - now stone
These jaws - will stretch
Consume this traitorous world
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4. |
Surtr
03:49
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Muspelheim , land of inferno
And home of the eldthursar jotunn
Fire caresses the surface of all
Who behold of the power to crumble the golden halls
The guard of the frontier of chaos
Awaiting the moment to enter the bifrost
And bring conflagration as prophecy here unfolds
Born to scorch the world
Surtr, the giant of fire & chosen to wield the weapon
To carry on into fruition
A tirade of ruin with apocalyptic intentions
Harbinger of takeover
Brought at the blade of oracular warrior doom squads
Ascending out from the fiery gates of hell
Born to scorch the world
Fire! Born to scorch the world in
Fire! Surtr is the name of doom
A merciless battle, the leader of all armageddon emissaries
Submitting all that his sword will touch
To fiery rubble and sweltering misery
Engulfing the halls of valhalla
And shattering branches of yggdrasil underfoot
Ascending up from the fiery gates of hell
Born to scorch the world
Mascerated in holds of a tempest of churning molten desecration
A portended, radiant blaze of inferno
Will fall upon all of the folds of creation
Harbinger of takeover
Brought at the blade of oracular warrior doom squads
Ascending out from the fiery gates of hell
Born to scorch the world
Fire! Born to scorch the world in
Fire! Surtr is the name of doom
Surtr, the giant of fire & chosen to wield the weapon
To carry on into fruition
A tirade of ruin with apocalyptic intentions
Engulfing the halls of valhalla
And shattering branches of yggdrasil underfoot
Ascending up from the fiery gates of hell
Born to scorch the world in doom
Fire! Born to scorch the world in
Fire! Surtr is the name of doom
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5. |
Ritual (Folked Up Mix)
04:37
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A village underground never see the sun
Burrowing and tunneling below all the soil
Leading to a covenant of creatures of fantasy
Only in the dark do they venture to the surface in the wild
Running with the wolves and nocturnal beasts
Gathering ingredients to bring forth an ancient one
Moving in the shadows as they sing to the universe
Filling up a cauldron of black with the recipe they live from
Stirring of the pot will soon be underway
As everything is put into the center of a boiling broth
The conjuring and toiling of a specimen so curious
Resulting in creation of a strange elixir
Tampering the formulaic recipe
The process of perfecting it has carried on for centuries
And many generations of the paranormal entity
Have put into it all the magic of their bloodline
They sing a dark hymnal as they work under the stars
Tears of joy and tears of sorrow
Blood that beats and blood still gone
Down the river of the ancients
River of the yet to be, river of eternity
Time is of the essence as the hour’s approaching
And the summoning will soon begin and bring an ancient deity
Into the center of a pentagram upon the ground
And will then rejuvenate the spirit hiding in the wilderness
Cauldron is emptied, fermented drink
Poured into the goblets of all who surround the flame
Chanting grows in volume as slowly
Intoxication reaches to the mind of the hidden race
Only in this state can the brain allow
Visions of protectors of the trees to be understood
So with nothing holding and reserving prejudgment
The wooden creature towering erupts
From the depths of the midnight soil
They sing a dark hymnal as they work under the stars
Tears of joy and tears of sorrow
Blood that beats and blood still gone
Down the river of the ancients
River of the yet to be, river of eternity
And now shadows crawl
Over branches, dirt and all
As the entity begins to rise
Autumn equinox
Its legs: trunks of trees
Arms of branches
Hair of leaves
Blackened eyes that see through
Veils of virtue, piercing through the soul
To the river, slow
Drinking from the undertow
Quenching thirst abound for ages
As it stretches to begin
Soon it shall observe
All the creatures of this world
And will bring completion
Of recurring ancient prophecy
Tears of joy and tears of sorrow
Blood that beats and blood still gone
Down the river of the ancients
River of the yet to be, river of eternity
Tears of joy and tears of sorrow
Blood that beats and blood still gone
Down the river of the ancients
River of the yet to be, river of eternity
Tears of joy and tears of sorrow
Blood that beats and blood still gone
Down the river of the ancients
River of the yet to be, river of eternity
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6. |
Chosen One
04:21
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Been spending long nights
Battling forces of mayhem
Fulfilling my fate
Training conquering and slayin
The world has been dark
Since all the legend awakened
So if you didn't think i'm crazy
That would be great
My lady love
Oh how can i tell you
Sometimes people that you think you know
Are evil as hell
And lady love
Oh how can i say that
To avoid you thinking that i'm really speaking of me
All i know
Is without you my heart is cold
And all i need
Is you to stay right here with me
Please don't turn me in
Or have me committed
Please don't say we're done
Let me be your chosen one
Searching for right words
But right i'm at a loss
Because sometimes the necromancer
Is your asshole boss
Don't get too upset about the bloody sword
Just know a talking magic helmet
Guides me with its words
And know that only i can hear it
But there's nothing you should fear
And every severed limb is part of what it takes to be a hero
It's a blessing and a burden
But it's part of me
But having your sweet love is my true victory
All i know
Is without you my heart is cold
And all i need
Is you to stay right here with me
Please don't turn me in
Or have me committed
Please don't say we're done
Let me be your chosen one
My lady love
Oh how can i tell you
Sometimes people that you think you know
Are evil as hell
And lady love
Oh how can i say that
To avoid you thinking that i'm really speaking of me
All i know
Is without you my heart is cold
And all i need
Is you to stay right here with me
Please don't turn me in
Or have me committed
Please don't say we're done
Let me be your chosen one
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(Picklefork)
After fighting monsters
All the livelong day,
I like to pick up my guitar,
Sit back and I play.
The world is filled with evil,
It makes me feel so mad.
Only one thing I can do
When I am feeling bad.
I play my 7th song,
the one that makes me glad,
The one i learned in Valhalla
When I was just a lad.
I play my 7th song,
I learned on Odin's knee.
The one that made the universe
And grew the great world tree.
All sing the 7th song
All sing the 7th, 7th song
All sing the song that makes me glad,
the one I learned in Valhalla
When I was just a lad.
(Skeptik)
All feel the calm of the 7th song,
written in the DNA of all creation.
sing to the bards & the mountains of life,
the melody infinity was crafted out of.
all sing the song that will make you glad,
troubles & discrepancies will fade away,
as you sing to the end of the shittiest day-
the lullaby that odin sang to thor & loki
All sing the 7th song,
all sing the 7th song
all sing, the song that you may know,
you will feel so wonderful you will explode.
(Picklefork)
All sing the 7th song
(Skeptik)
All sing the 7th song
(Picklefork)
All sing the song that makes me glad,
the one I learned in Valhalla
When I was just a lad.
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8. |
Force of Darkness
03:03
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Out of the dark
Devoid of all speakable decency
A wickedness now is arisen
Delivering sizable helpings of chaos
Hordes of heathens
Filled to the brim with negative temperament
Insipid insidious with an intent
On destruction and overall mayhem
No moral fiber nothing but thoughts
Of displeasuring everything
Unleashing an unfriendly
Inimical force on all that they encounter
Only one being in all of
Creation may offer reprieve
And answer the beckoning call he will
Between the episodes of sword lords
This force of dark will make your day suck
In their quest to seek the helm
Menacing mischief and
Merciless manifestations of miscreants
Made from malaise inflicting malevolence
Wreckage and ruin with utterly
No shred of traceable conscience
The bitterly cold gale of tyrannical power
Can only be met by the blade of
A hero who currently may or may not
Be entombed in a bubble of squirtable cheese
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9. |
Wearer of The Helm
04:47
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Creatures of darkness retreat at his name
Forth comes a hero full figured in frame
Clad in the tightest & whitest of drawers
His destiny is protection of yours
No other is suited for the quest
To face the monsters of otherworldly realms
He is pre-destined for the helm
He is the man he is the myth
He is the legend you don't know
He is the masked valhalladrim
The wearer of the helm
And with resentment seeded deep
His power leads him through the fray
To crush the feeble balls of evil
The wearer of the helm
Brought into his heroism by unique ability:
Communication with an ancient speaking piece of armor
With the guidance of this relic he will ravage any nemesis
And bring the vilest forces of this land into submission
As his steel shines in the light
Slices through night with untrained amateur technique
Fueled by courage and love burritos pizza
By luck the whole world he's protecting
No other is suited for the quest
To face the monsters of otherworldly realms
He is pre-destined for the helm
He is the man he is the myth
He is the legend you don't know
He is the masked valhalladrim
The wearer of the helm
And with resentment seeded deep
His power leads him through the fray
To crush the feeble balls of evil
The wearer of the helm
Demons ogres paranormal entities & creatures
Dragons skeletons deplorably unpleasant spirits: fall
He will maim and slay and raise the blade to evil
Conquering the darkness and the takeout as a hero to us all
No other is suited for the quest
To face the monsters of otherworldly realms
He is the helm
He is pre-destined for the helm
He is the man he is the myth
He is the legend you don't know
He is the masked valhalladrim
The wearer of the helm
And with resentment seeded deep
His power leads him through the fray
To crush the feeble balls of evil
The wearer of the helm
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