Warhorns of Midgard

Deep beneath the forest An old shrew is in slumber Holding the twines of life in Her shivering oppressed hands Branded by the elapsed eras Sallow and gasping sitting In a cave in which The final breath is slowly hushed An old saying tells us Treat as you want to be treated Seems to be forgotten And replaced by scorn Like a sword stroke Deep in her heart Our mother is dying Forlorn and weak The yarns are cut Fenris free I see what you can’t see Mother earth has died Brought down by her sons And our course is straight Straight into the abyss of eternity The last battle of Midgard And our destiny is to die The last hope is gone Evaporated to dust The reason for her call Is the aftermath of us all

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

In the forest of Teutoburg the lore began When a young boy was taken by a plague Smaller than a sword at the Romans side As mercenary forever the foes guide Arminius was his name What we will never forget A fighter for freedom The hero of our land In a cold autumn night A bold plan was born To deceive Varus, tormentor of Germania And avenge his own blood In the cover of the night He gathered the clans With the forest as their shelter For the capture of homeland We will banish them Without regarding death Avenge our ancestor’s blood With the tenfold smash Arminius we vaunt you Shelter of Germania we honor you With the sword in his hands the hero of our land Risen up high and ready to slay In the year 9 A.D He wrote history Killing an eighth of the foes army Wrangling Varus’ ignominy

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Once upon a time a young knave Was born under the serpent sign Thirsty for lands unknown He armed for a quest into the forest of oath In the dawn of the night he escaped Far from home into the forest of death Days and Nights he strayed around Till he came to a place never’d been found A cave so dark His shadow unseen For goblins apart A bad place to be? Awaited for days! Surrounded soon By dancing creatures In the nightlight of moon A young girl took him by his hand Whispering words he couldn’t understand She gave him a jar and a bottle of mead And they danced and sang till the midnight heat We’re ruler of the forest, shelter of the weak We welcome you in the realm of treat Sit down friend and be our guest But abuse our grace We set fire in your chest The amiss virtues avarice and greed He yield soon and began to seek The treasure of his well patrons Stole their gold and their loveliest maid After years of fortune his young face changed By a curse of the elders Days faded, of weeks became years His body was now frail and gross to see We’re ruler of the forest, shelter of the weak We welcome you in the realm of treat Sit down friend and be our guest But abuse our grace We set fire in your chest An old doter in the bloom of his years Once to proud to heed the caveat So try ever to deal justly Abort the virtues avarice and greed

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Nun steh ich hier an deinem Grab Die Fackeln brennen wie dein Geist unverzagt Die letzte Ehre steht bevor Wonach du ziehst durch Asgards Tor Verbrannt mit Hab und Gut Mit Schwert und Frau und mit Heldenmut Von den Wallküren getragen um in Asgard zu speisen An Odins Tisch wirst du verweilen Dein Tod, stolz, mit erhobenem Haupt Mit den Ahnen vereint, Ehre dir verlaut Der Nebel stand tief in jener Nacht Doch am Morgen die Sonne bereit für die Schlacht Mit blanken Waffen blitzend wie wenn Feuer auffacht Im Getümmel der Schlacht gefallen Von Angesicht zu Angesicht Im Kampf um Ruhm Erlangst du die letzte Ehre nach dem alten Brauch Hinaus auf die See zieht dein Ascherauch

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

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Days of thunder ere roaming the land Haze so grey, hiding ones hand For the diviners a mystery Deathbringer from no man’s land The bones in blood hid the truth The scare yonder times below any roof So they send a messenger To abort the pain Tormenting them Over mountains and seas he was sent To find the ones to protect the land Guardians of the forest thy were called Avengers of wrath A dead man’s squad We are determined to kill Our prophecy we fulfil Against Attila we will fight Without fear the heads up high The fourth century anno domini Brought change and grand diversity Over the pass ye Carpathian woods A Storm brood enslaving liberty The certain death was waiting Sneering in the face of the foes Huns sans the sense of grace Approached on their high battle steeds Füget euch ihr Knochen im Blut Gebt uns Rat und Heldenmut Offenbart den Weg unseres Volkes Gedeihen oder sind wir des Todes Füget euch ihr Knochen im Blut Gebt uns Rat und Heldenmut Hildico so rate ich Gebt sie fort mit Zwiegesicht Now the moment of vengeance was near Careless and proud he lay beside her Hildico his virgin bride Took revenge in their wedding night Over mountains and seas she was sent To find the one who torments the land Hildico she was called avenger of wrath The god sent Goth

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

So many times you’ve heard those lies So many times you’d like to cry Dazzled by their wrong words Perverted by their feign believe We are calling can’t you see We are the storm which was set free To break the chains they create And enforce the dawn of a new day We are the void you couldn’t find Follow us into the light We are the crowed you’re calling for Follow us once more Sing with me my friend And pass by the dark end Come with me, I will you guide Trust me I’ll fight your strike I feel our victory And see those bastards slain Our wrath is unleashed Stoked by their deeds I feel our victory Savor our agony I see their misfire Brought down by heathen might An institution built on lies A site of sand in the abyss of the waves Lord of the feeble tormentor of the weak Bastards of the cross I call you Die! Die! Hear my spell Burn! Burn! In your hell Redemption-idiocy Feigned and lied

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

The clouds in the sky begin to hide The land for years Ive called mine A war unknown to the worlds Calling the last fearless hearts Gathering the clans to fulfil our fate Ready to fight till the dawn of the day Brave wolves in the heat of the hunt Well rise again when the morning comes Blow your horn The horn of war Hoist our banner Tattered and black Side by side the arms up high We form a wall of honor and pride Uncertain to see them alive Your home, your son, your own wife 50 thousand men are glimming afield Every stride and chant quakes my shield Upon the hill their war machinery hushes Waiting to kill Black raven circuit the field I see their eyes greedy starring at me Descendents clucked by death Foreboders of our fate The bones sliver Steel bursts Blood creeps Men fall Fight for honor And die for pride Warhorns of Midgard the forecast of war Warhorns of Midgard will never fall silent

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

I take a look to my empty jar A sense of sorrow thrills my head Five new jiggers and five new jars And I fall down and watch the stars I brood about lands far, far away Where the rivers are full of wine Till the end of our days Swaltjan The brew nestles against my throat We celebrate till the morning light And drink and sing the entire night I reached a time I lost my guide Everywhere I see My demons alive Nowhere I find The light to escape The end of the line So endless and wide Like in every battle singly the strongest survive They face their demons and gloriously pass by So I take my jar and my lovely bride In a circle of friends and party tonight Kling! The horns clash bright A song thrills the night The Barrels appear Filled with mead inside Come on drink my friend And take your whore by her hand Forget tomorrow we life now Show yourself what’s a dressing down

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

From time immemorial Old values reign the world The oblivion is straight ahead And the wisdom soon lost My legacy Are your ancestors words Regard my call Swear the oath Loyalty in the brotherhood Force in combat Truth to your sword And honor in death Modern Warriors I call you Ancient Heritage I praise you Elder’s Wisdom Will arise Glaze at the sky At the darkest time Elder’s Wisdom Will arise As token of devotion Carried up high Till the circle of life has closed You have to pass times of war And times to celebrate You won’t assign Cause you know our heathen legacy Everyone can choose The rings of his chain of fate But act with care Even steel can burst At the gates of Asgard You will see them all Recollecting your lifetime Proud and strong The ancestor’s legacy You have regarded Now affiliated Into the circle of the brave men

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

In moments of fear I bleed within Death’s so close But still to far I stroll through the time Into distant lands Once I’ve called mine My sense of life Lost long ago Oppressed gasps Are my only words Forlorn I set into the endless night The burial site Oh my heart, heart blood is black Heading towards the end At the edge of time I recollect Everyone can rule his fate From now on I reaped the reign Bout mind and time About my life Enslaved destiny The serpent sign Grew within The decisions were mine Tonight I will be free The reign of life I can feel So many years I wasted time In the abyss within Ignoring the sings

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

The fimbulvetr prays the blast of death from north 3 years of frost, 3 years of night The final breath evaporates to the sky To the stars up high Skali and Hati chase the moon Stars drop from the canopy Fenris crashs his chains Naglfar appears during night The end of all no one to escape Muspells sons are on their way Odens son, Thor awaits them To fight – to strike Þá kemur inn ríki að regindómi öflugur ofan, sá er öllu ræður Þar kemur inn dimmi dreki fljúgandi, naður fránn, neðan frá Niðafjöllum; ber sér í fjöðrum, flýgur völl yfir, Niðhöggur nái. Nú mun hún sökkvast

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025