Storm Over Scaldis

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Now, darkness my old friend [Barbari instant nos] It's time to strike again [maior est numerus] The Battle is nigh [sed perseveramus] For our enemies are strong [quanti nostrum] We will not go down [ex pugna supererunt?] Like a flock of sheep. [quantus sanguis] [fluet in nostrorum ordinibus?] Charge! The swords blazing fiercely We will know no fear Walhalla calls our name Blood upon the trampled soil The opposition will be foiled They perish by our wrath. Pugna erumpit, stringo gladium magno clamore infero me hostibus sanguinis saporem salsum sentio in labris vae istum qui audet me experiri. Morimini - Ride into oblivion! Morimini et opprimini oblivione Ride into oblivion! And if, I fall down and die My mortal soul will rise from the ashes be reborn The stars will show me the way In Odin's hall I'll stay In its splendour I will bathe silentium, revertit tantummodo vox sonat fessus in solum succumbo iterum proelio vincunt Saxones, per Wodan voveo: numquam deficiemus! Vincent Saxones! Ride into oblivion! Morimini et opprimini oblivione Ride into oblivion!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

We are calling out to you Never failing to bleed through As we wait ‘til the end Poisoned needle, heaven sent We kneel on the frozen soil Craving for deliverance Desperate thoughts fill our minds As our wailing voices cry of bliss divine Man or myth, love is murder Diabolical, it goes further Words can not express our pain Torture is all that remains Now disease consumes all hope Phantoms devour our remains Death reigns here, taking all life Frantic laughter fills the sky. So the end is near Chaos reigns our fear. Mercy, we beg for mercy For us, the Fallen Ones But we will die here, in this wasteland All hope is lost. Mercy, we beg for mercy For us, the Fallen Ones But we will die here, in this wasteland All hope is lost and we will fade. War and famine plagues the land The midnight hour’s close at hand Creatures crawl in search of blood At your hands we slowly rot. Damned are the fallen ones Craving for deliverance Desperate thoughts fill their minds As their wailing voices cry of bliss divine. Never to see the light of day The fallen ones gone astray Needing, feeding, dying Never to stop trying. Mercy, we beg for mercy For us, the Fallen Ones But we will die here, in this wasteland All hope is lost. Mercy, we beg for mercy For us, the Fallen Ones But we will die here, in this wasteland All hope is lost and we will fade.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Sailors! Heed my words The dark sea is unforgiving tonight Rising waves Will crash into the shore. The second coming The howling wind caresses sails In the murky depths His throne stands strong. Wielding Fragarach he leads the way, God of the oceans, and lord of the storms. Hear the wind roar for him, son of the sea, son of the sea. Fly! Like the wind Manannán mac Lir He rides the waves on high! (4x) The one, the daring god Guides our longships back to shore Under, his banner We will find our native land. Feast in his name Blazing bonfires upon the shore Praised, be his name Manannan of the sea! Protector of the Isle of Man He calls out to the water, to obey his will. Concealed by his cloak of mist he rides He rides the waves. Fly! Like the wind Manannán mac Lir He rides the waves on high! (3x)

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Sleeping demons, colourful lies The hands that sever mournful ties Hands of winter, caress my skin Fuelling the fire, raging within. Blinded by ice, raining down Crows whisper, a sanctified crown Mocking the survival of life A barren desert, void of might. Touch the hands of Frost! (x2) Let the soothing cold dance over your skin As his moonlit eyes ensnare you. Surrendered to his mercy Frost is his name Frost is his soul Frost is his touch. Flawless, relentless, an eternal creature Storm, blizzard, they are his allies Pity the one, who dares to defy him For he cannot escape winter's deadly kiss. Touch the hands of Frost (x2) Let the soothing cold dance over your skin As his moonlit eyes ensnare you. Surrendered to his mercy Frost is his name Frost is his soul Frost is his touch.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

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On a misty winter's morning When all was still Came upon the shores of Albion A plague from the North, Death by the sword. The unsuspecting villagers Toiled and tussled their daily lives But on wings of pestilence Northmen came to bring demise. Riding on through the white valleys Bringing death to all who resists. Bringers of death, scavengers of sorrow Order of the axe, murder on the morrow Never to be seen, rumours to be heard Struck upon the shore of this earth Lindisfarne (2x) Soon the dust had settled Bodies littered the streets Church lay in ashes, none were spared. On the wild seas Dragonheads they rode Bringing home their hoard The order of the sword. Riding on through the white valleys Bringing death to all who resists. Bringers of death, scavengers of sorrow Order of the axe, murder on the morrow Never to be seen, rumours to be heard Struck upon the shore of this earth. Lindisfarne (2x)

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Once I was beautiful, but now I am cursed No-one can withstand me To look upon me is to die. See me! Under the blazing sun of a desert reign I rule over these lands. My temple of debauchery, a place of wickedness It calls weary travellers from far and wide for my pleasure. You have gone too far, you can not return Now you are in my power You are trapped for all eternity. Fear me! My snakeskin appearance will drive you to stone No one is safe from my piercing gaze. You are mine when you see me, now and forever None shall stand alive. Weak fool, do you think that you can defy me? You mean nothing to me! Your soul will forever be mine.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

For ancient glory And be blessed by the lord You fail to justify This heresy abhorred. So you torture And judge all at will Beyond compassion, beyond grace. Here he comes The great inquisitor The Hammer of Heretics The light of Spain The saviour of this country. Torquemada He comes for your soul The inquisition will soon take its toll The Grand inquisitor The duke of Hell Claiming to do gods work Retaliation of death's knell. You have no conscience You have no pride Only evil reigns in those bloodshot eyes. Death by fire, is what you get The sinners shall burn Cruelty he does not fear All shall convert or die. Torquemada He comes for your soul The inquisiton will soon take its toll Torquemada Your time will come (2x)

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Look beyond the stars and see The child of ages came to me It laughed and touched my hand As I crawled the barren land. Forlorn! is my middle name Lost and weary, nothing but a name. Life slips through my fingers for no one, knows the truth That we are lost and gone, forever trapped in endless endeavour. Forlorn! is my middle name Lost and weary, nothing but a name. No circling dragons above No false ideas about love No chains to break, no freedom to take No false ideas about love! Look beyond the stars and see The child of ages came to me It laughed and touched my hand As I crawled the barren land. Forlorn! is my middle name Lost and weary, nothing but a name. No circling dragons above No false ideas about love No chains to break, no freedom to take No false ideas about love!

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

When the woods are dark and cold And the warmth has fled these valleys The goblins arrive to start their wretched feast. -The goblins came together, to perform their ancient rites. No human can ever comprehend these rituals They are but reserved for the children of the earth. -Deep in the magic forest, and in the darkest night. Legendary forest! Goblins round the bonfire! No human may ever witness these strange events for if they do The consequences are severe: they are bound to the witch-king's hands -They bowed for their king, he commanded them to rise The tale of woebetidings draws to a close Remember these words if you happen to stray too far -'Stand up,' is what he told them, 'and bring forth the sacrifice.' Legendary forest! Goblins round the bonfire!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025