Sworn to Vengeance

In the sky a jet-black raven flies And deep below you can hear the cries Of ancient warriors locked in battle Swords strike hard and armours rattle The old gods watch from mountains high As brothers draw their last breath and die They were too bold, they did not know The dangers their final battle would hold So ride, now proudly into battle my friend The time has come to die for your kinsmen Kneeling down, their brothers pray That from their chosen path they will not stray To the golden halls, their final resting place They ride to fulfil their destiny Armies are sent into battle Endless wars for gold and glory Thousands sacrifice their lives At the behest of their kings Silhouettes of ghostly warriors Wander forever on a road to nowhere They did not find their way To the ancestral halls Kneeling down, their brothers pray That from their chosen path they will not stray To the golden halls, their final resting place They ride to fulfil their destiny Silhouettes of ghostly warriors They died for a cause not their own Corrupted, abandoned, defeated No skalds shall tell their tales In the sky a jet-black raven flies And deep below you can hear the cries No fires illuminate the endless night Death is theirs, unless they fight The old gods watch from mountains high As brothers draw their last breath and die To fight for the king is their only life To battle, to battle, this could be the last stride [Solo: M. W. Jensen] Death is like an infinite dream So embrace the final sleep Fight at your kinsman’s side The time has come to die

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

A ship arrived this morning A messenger clad in black Bearing tidings oh so grave Of my brother's untimely demise I stand at the bow of my ship I must set things right My men are all behind me Honour-bound to fight I feel a great rage within This is no time to mourn Blood is surging through me To vengeance I am sworn We have left shallow waters The open sea lies ahead When we reach the southern coast We stare into the face of death And though some may crumble As death stares right back My determination cannot falter I will sound the final attack A crimson sun on the horizon The air is freezing cold My heart is pounding And in anger I clench my fists We take to the oars to make it in time Before the enemy has moved on The shadow of grief weighs me down But I will forever push on We've picked up a fresh trail They cannot be far ahead When we find those wretched knaves Our swords will taste their blood My men follow me without hesitation Into the lands of the enemy Out of the ashes, into the fire We shall end their sorry lives The enemy approaches from the south It's time to meet them head on And as we make our way into a clearing Arrows soar and battle is joined [Solo: Carlos G.R.] The enemy is upon us Ferociously they fight Flailing swords and axes We defend against their might I feel a great rage within This is no time to mourn Blood is surging through me To vengeance I am sworn We must hold on We can't fall back Fighting to gain the upper hand We strike them hard We fight with skill Slaying our way to victory We must hold on We can't fall back No swordsman unchallenged We strike them hard We fight with skill Slaying our way to victory I fight my way to their leader His blood will be mine I raise my sword for the final strike My hand guided by the divines I feel a great rage within This is no time to mourn Blood is surging through me To vengeance I am sworn

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Darkness descends upon Midgard Fog creeps in from the sea Torches are lit and iron forged A march once more into the unknown In a land torn apart Ruled by the endless night A lonely fire still burns bright Many long years have passed Since man came upon these lands Ships torn apart by waves And countless kin lost to the sea An ancient darkness dwells In the forest so deep A place no sunlight can reach Plague-ridden beggars The eyes of the night The wrath of a tyrant The enemy's might Kings of the weak Slaves to the strong Pointless kingdoms Came to an end Darkness descends upon Midgard Who will fight to restore the lands? Undone by centuries past And endless wars gone by In a land torn apart Ruled by the endless night A lonely fire still burns bright Against the fury of time No swordsman can win There can be no triumph Nor victory A warrior stands alone Gazing upon this ravaged land His burning soul alight With furious passion His desperate fight To redeem himself And restore peace unto the land Plague-ridden beggars The eyes of the night The wrath of a tyrant The enemy's might Kings of the weak Slaves to the strong Pointless kingdoms Came to an end In the shadows, dark figures lurk Here no songs shall be heard Heroes came and went But none stood the test of time There's a fire burning in the dark As a lonely star shines in the night There's a fire burning in the dark Who will rise to fight for these lands? In a world torn apart Facing the endless night A lonely fire still burns A mere candle in the wind Yet if kindled it may spread To once more cast light Upon field and forest City and village alike

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025