Yersinia Pestis

"Harken, all ye loyal subjects of the king. For behold, the pestilence is upon us, And few will elude its deadly embrace. Fear your kin, as well as your family, For lo, even they can carry the black death Into your home."

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

1349 Times of decay Pestilence Blood Supreme The years of sickening souls Can you feel the breath upon your neck Hear the cruel voice of the old Revealing the flesh of the dead The evil grin of the plague I remember these times of great sorrow These years of deep pain A land lied in a veil of solitude Faces pale as the moon Stalking the landscape in the shape of an oak Misery loves company One could hear the violin play A single dead tune Marking the age of the dead One nation lost in the claws of an oak So foul that her gaze alone would make one freeze in torment Lying on the deathbed with an empty stare Only preparing for the journey to the other side Nine long nights and days on the path of no return Towards the realm they all know and fear: Helheim

I lay the final weight to your shoulders I make your life tip over Life is a slow sadistic torment I only increase the speed Am I really that cruel Am I really the reason Just slit your throat Increase the speed Painfully aware of the lot The sinister slumber in me I unveil the darkest of all Into the abyss you fall Pitch the faith To dead silence Turn the key To open the gate Increase the speed I am the mentor of pain I am the caster of stones I've laid the final weight The burden is you All alone : dead

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Touch the fire and get burned Plead for mercy and never return Stare deep into the darkest abyss Until the abyss stares back at you It is all but irony When they claim sovereignity Stranger ways is hardly found On this poisened earthly ground SINNERS WAKE Save the sorry and fool yourself That is the of the blind Infinite dreams of an infinite realm Where no heathen tread The cross points black The words are silent All is in the end Part of the sinners wake Death is more than death Life is no more than an illusion of this I cannot forsee myself crawling And kiss the cross of self deceit

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Hvor sterk er den som Livet styrer Den som spinner sin Egen skjebne Hvor svak er den som for Livet taper den som taper for livets vrede Hvem er han Som selv bestemmer Hvilke vei han selv skal gå Hvem er han som ikke makter Å jakte selv Enn å bli jaktet Det går en evig strøm Av liv Som styres av vår elde Hvor enn en går og Snur seg om Så er hun blant Oss alle Gi tapt må selv En krigersk gud Når tvekamp Måler krefter For selv den sterke må Gi tapt for Alderdommen ; elde

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Born in fire and ice Pure of heart, mind and soul I crush the walls of ignorance Never to betray my heritage You can kill my body But my ravishing moral I'll keep for myself Warlot I seek none but my own bliss Grasped through the paragons I choose Self-righteousness one can say But in the end you have to choose your own way None stand before me None can mock my ways I quench my thirst through my own artistry Memories - Fields of gold Life - Shades of grey Walls - Built to punish Pride - Never imprisoned All is all - In the middle earth That is where - I've laid my peace

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Den stoltes tale Smykket i jern hugget Dypt i sinnet Bygget på en eldgammel Lære om hedningemakt Og eder Borgen slo sprekker dengang Et fremmed Hogg dogmer Sverd kan tvinge en Mann til kne Men den høyes lov Forble Vasket vekk med Tidevannet lenket til en Forgangen tidd Med kniven på strupen Stod loven Fortsatt ved Vi er de første Blant de siste Som slår gnister I et gammelt bål Sønner av en eldet arv Bryter lenkene til den Glemte lov

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

I am the god of slander The one that leads you astray I am born among the highest gods But I never forsee myself By their side I take the forms of many A beast my words for the hypocrisy I am the reason of betrayal I alure the purest to fall These are not deeds of evil But ways to own amusement I am the god of slander Mockery is my state of being I give birth to the beasts Who dwell in their chains God of slander I choose myself above all Even though pain is my fortune The poison that hits my body Won't make me change my ways In the end of day I'll lead my children by fire and ice The world falls apart chaos among the gods Death to us all

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

The symbol of sovereighnity Everlasting malice Taste our supremacy Feel the final front Brand this mark Remember its power Once seduced there's no escape The olden Law has taken new forms It's the icon of everything The symbol of pagan unity None can change our view Withdrawn from the common ways The beast of a new age Crushing everything in their way Branded by the icon The nine stages that makes us whole Spew out your hate Mock thy new enemy Rise up from your comfort and lust for something more Who dares wins I way And so it shall be done Harvest their withering words And throw it back ten times folded

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Alle frender byr deg velkommen Ta imot mjød hos æser på vollen Våre våpen skal vi selv verge Voktes skal hjelm og brynje vel For kampen står hardt Blant ubundne menn Skjold og harde skaller splittes Farger skjoldborger blanke I hærmenns blod Eden sitter dypere enn banesår Odins hugfulle tale rår Fiender dør, frender dør, men Akk og vel vi skal seire likevel Splintret sverd og skarret skjold På vollen i en hjelmstorm Ubundet imot all verden vil ulven Fenris fare før igjen vi Samles på vollem For så mange for til hedenske møtte Trelldom og tvang

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

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I et helheimsk brak tordnet Tor Tre udyr fødes noen har drevet hor Avguder ler godt i natt hyller jotun-mor Angerboda Øye for øye tann for tann Høst hva du sår hvis du sår din egen grav Verg deg for nord vokt deg for den urskog Skapninger i ulvens ham Fenris har blod på tann [English translation:] [Ironforest] In a hellish crash Thor thundered Three beasts were born someone has committed adultery Demigods laughs tonight hailing the jotun-mother Angerboda An eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth Reap what you sow if you sow your own grave Defend yourself against the north guard yourself for the primeval forest Creatures in the guise of the wolf Fenris has blood on teeth

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 12, 2025

[Music: Vanargandr, Lyric: Vanargandr] Stående i en skog av skodde kjenner en eim av kulde slående Det ventes død i kveld døden over meg selv Her i Mørkvedens indre sal piner jeg meg selv i hat Presser sverdet dypere inn dypere og dypere til det fortærer mitt sinn Nattravnens tokt vil begynne når natten den vil hylle Svever over meg som et tegn på døden, mørke og Helheim Der hvor hundre menn ferdes og deres sjel og blod herdes Nattravnens tokt vil komme når dagen er omme Hill min død - i skogens favn Mine skrik lød - kom nattens ravn Vandrer nå som mørkets slave - glemt og fortapt Mitt kjøtt fryser til is mens min sjel vandrer Der man kan føle dødens bris og er blant Hels mørke slaver Skogen ligger der glemt svart, dunkel og glemt Intet menneske her finnes her hvor mørke og kulde bindes Tåken tetter skogen inne så ingen den vil finne Bare de som etter døden lengter og ned til Hel vil senkes Over skogen syd for Midgard, over Mørkvedens indre sal Svever der en nattens ravn, som hungrer for mer drap [English translation:] [The raid of the nightraven] Standing in a misty forest feeling a vapour of coldness death is awaited this night the death of myself Here in the hall of Mørkveden I torture myself in hate pushing the sword deeper into myself deeper and deeper until it devours my mind The raid of the nightraven will commence when the night it shall praise It floats above me as a sign of death, darkness and Helheim there where a hundred men live and their souls and blood harden The raid of the nightraven will come when the day has come to an end Hail my death - in the embracement of the forest My screams sounded - come raven of the night I am now wandering as a slave of darkness - forgotten and lost My flesh is freezing to ice, as my soul is wandering There you can feel the breeze of death, and is amongst the slaves of dark Hel There the forest lies hidden black, obscure and forgotten no man is found where cold and darkness is bound The forest is enshrouded by fog so that no one can find it Only those that long for death and to Hel will descend Above the wood south of Midgard above Mørkvedens inner hall a nightraven is flying still with a lust for death

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 12, 2025

I lay the final weight to your shoulders I make your life tip over Life is a slow sadistic torment I only increase the speed Am I really that cruel Am I really the reason Just slit your throat Increase the speed Painfully aware of the lot The sinister slumber in me I unveil the darkest of all Into the abyss you fall Pitch the faith To dead silence Turn the key To open the gate Increase the speed I am the mentor of pain I am the caster of stones I've laid the final weight The burden is you All alone : dead

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025