Norwegian Native Art

Wounded I hung on a wind-swept gallows For nights all of nine Pierced by a spear Odin Offered myself to myself Wisest know not From whence spring the roots I plegded to Odin A hanged mans gift Saw him hang nine days and nights Pain did blind his sacrifice More dead than alive Carve the runes the dead to speak Enlight the strong desert the weak The wyrd of the dead Suffer A sacrifice so profound They gave no bread They gave no mead Peered down I grasped the runes screaming of need I took them From that tree I fell I plegded to Odin A hanged mans gift Saw him hang nine days and nights Pain did blind his sacrifice More dead than alive Carve the runes the dead to speak Enlight the strong desert the weak The wyrd of the dead

In a silvershield of frost Her realm proudly shimmers Icy wastes and massive mist Embraced by winds of death Over the frosty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old The seeds were sawn at the dawn of time More fierce than the dragons fire Daugther of deaths descendant In hollow halls beneath the world Forever kept unlit Suffer a ceaseless cold Pain and hunger in her dreary home Since ages gone for times to come HORROR - Come horror and soon the awakening ETERNAL - Come eternity become forever DARKNESS - Come darkness craving apocalypse SERENITY - Forget serenity chaos supreme Eternal darkness, forever night Shimmering flicker of candle light Deep down dreary the Hel halls holds The sepulchral essence of death Anger and hate are ever awake "Creator of death created me Wolf and serpent preeminently" Hel stands ready to fall upon them, And seize them as her own Falling deeper into the abyss In which she dragged them down As sure as water lost falls back as rain The queen of Hel will rise again And with her the eternally damned HORROR - Come Horror and soon the awakening ETERNAL - Come eternity become forever DARKNESS - Come Darkness craving apocalypse SERENITY -FORGET SERENITY CHAOS SUPREME

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

(Music by Gerhard Storesund) I have seen through raven's eyes Blood spilt on dwarves-made steel Young men, old men, ready to die Brave men's path to higher grounds I have often heard words of great wisdom Battlecries ring the fields I have been through water, air and fire Seen the hall of Hel, deep underground I shall not flee, though fated to die For never have I known - Fear I've seen foes blind and scared by death Dead corpses with ropes round their neck Berzerkers fighting with bare hands Battle is better than to burn in the bed I have heard the wolf-of-vows Chain's break at end of times Chaos roar through-out mankind Brutal battle- please the raven I shall not flee, though fated to die For never have I known - Fear Let my body's pyre fill the skies Take my mark and let it lead you to my hall Taste the blood in your mouth as you close the eyes "I shall burn forever" echos in your mind

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 06, 2026

Blackened cinder black blood of wrath Dreadful dominion the pit be prepared Blackened wrath burn its becoming The pit hath opened the cosmos alight Split tongues speaks of sadness Rise from the raging realms of muspell Set the nine worlds ablaze Flame feast rage and glow The fiery world shall show Burning Yggdrasil Sinister slaughter the sword of the south Hard death struggle harsh the world Through vales of venom torrent poisen torment Fornication be rife Fire fares with flaring flames Avengers alliged Come Muspell with Surt at helm The elders slaugther Burning Yggdrasil See the abhorrent faith determined Bleeding pleading death and killing Feel the fire lick your flesh Feel the rage rush to extreme Despotic death destroying desperately Terror tyranny taste the torment Cruelty crushing crying chaos The nine worlds burns foes will perish Blackened cinder black blood of .....

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

I've had my courage measured By the great heroic death Behind a grisly image A grim and ghastly wrath A striking portrait hidden In a cruel and ancient vision Dark my pride of bravery Through the eye of Odin I see.... An axe-age,a sword-age.a wind-age,a wolf-age Before the wrecking of the world Soared through storm clouds The force of fate Weaving the web of war Nightfall doomfall Death come forth Beware the Crimson rain Precious arts of warfare Gaining mortal sacrifice The taste of blood the foaming frenzy All berserkers rage Emerging from a bloodred sky As storming birds of prey Shrieking Screaming Raging's menace Catch the blood and await the fallen My spear spreads fear my sword still kill A grinding death my will To be seen to be felt Who dies first who follows after My infinite powers like the Strength of a storming sea So it is for now and So shall it forever be An axe-age,a sword-age.a wind-age,a wolf-age Before the wrecking of the world Soared through storm clouds The force of fate Weaving the web of war Nightfall doomfall Death come forth Beware the Crimson rain Sacrifice my life for Odins court Grant immortality Rise again to life the heroic dead Await the horns sound In days of yore, in truths of tales then told: (Odin :) You and every one of you Who follow me are born into my clan I mark as my own. An axe-age,a sword-age.a wind-age,a wolf-age Before the wrecking of the world Soared through storm clouds The force of fate Weaving the web of war Nightfall doomfall Death come forth Become the Crimson rain

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

Tell me, Nikar, thou must know The fate of Gods and men When to wield the spear and bow What omens do you send In my words take heed On woeful foes to dwell Fields of scattered ravens feed The forceful Gram knows well Bloodeagle carved With a bone-biting sword Song of the wielded Howl the ravens chord Many an omen men only knew Good when swords are swung Unfailing followers battle through Dark ravens come along Heavy weight the second weighs Arrayed with rage of war Good if you see two men in race for victors ancient lore Bloodeagle carved With a bone-biting sword Song of the wielded Howl the ravens chord Howl ravens come A third thing: Good hearing , the howl of a wolf Carried from an ashes boughs Good if you first sight thine enemies Triumph over broken brows No man in battle, his face shall turn Against the sister of the moon Scattered on the battlefield the bleeding burn Awoken as a victor soon

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

I am called a noble beast And dim is my name My keen sword forge a noble feast Now rests sublime untame Never as a youth with a weaklings heart Bravery in age unveil The conquered thrall of Valfathers art Freedoms bliss, death prevail Listen your last To the sound of my sword Yours, beheaded Gram, the dreaded Grim carnivour Listen your last Til your heart sound no more Fade you hear it Ridil tear it Out as you roar In water drown if in wind thou fare Doomed men bear misery Leave my abundance! Away from here! My penury your bane will be The countenance of terror left me here I now await the hoar of Hel to call No man saved by a helm of fear No man is mightier than all Garms howl I hear as I die Greed has overcome Curse thee by the ring, I sigh Your end shall become

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Ridden through the flame The ring be his bane The oathkeeper's brother bid The ringkeeper slain Fire-raisers hand The grief and the rage The ill-fated will had won The ill-fated wage Fish of the wild-wood Worm smooth crawling With wolf-meat mingled They minced for him Then in the beaker In the wine his mouth knew They set it, still doing More deeds of wizards The fate has overcome maimed and outrun The brave breed of the noble son's Vile unjust done Brynhild: "Long shall ye have land and men of war Thou who now has slain Sigurds death done" Now he has fallen The son of Gods triumphant Norns have their judgement Death knell toll We are the children of the wolf Fall to your sleep Thy court of mailcoat's gem Swift peace reap The shriek of a raven Cut through the air "False oath be thy bane"