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Παρασκευή 30 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Draugnim - Will Dawn Rise Again
Whites herald wept and drew its final sigh
Shed crimson crest as season begins to bend
Frail bite of embers light, in dying warmth to hide
And pretend... will dawn rise again
Homeward
Pristine paths of north
March pilgrims of sword
No trails left by beast or man
Chaste shining hoarfrost
Seek eyes the paling hearth
Before stars shroud the sun
Garnered light must shine a hundred nights
Through dark torment, in hope of spring nascent
Dreams of blind, dreams of sun, under veiling white
And pretend... will dawn rise again
Northwind
Of shallow bays it sings
Yet freezing hail it brings
With silver deathcold wings
Severes the crust of fjord
Let life of guiding torch
Outlast the fading dawn
Gone, the light withdrawn and skies adorned
Now flecked and torn with black vulture spawn
Like wolves that hunt the swan
They chase the fleeing dawn
So curses whispered end as godless sleep descends
Will dawn rise again
Shed crimson crest as season begins to bend
Frail bite of embers light, in dying warmth to hide
And pretend... will dawn rise again
Homeward
Pristine paths of north
March pilgrims of sword
No trails left by beast or man
Chaste shining hoarfrost
Seek eyes the paling hearth
Before stars shroud the sun
Garnered light must shine a hundred nights
Through dark torment, in hope of spring nascent
Dreams of blind, dreams of sun, under veiling white
And pretend... will dawn rise again
Northwind
Of shallow bays it sings
Yet freezing hail it brings
With silver deathcold wings
Severes the crust of fjord
Let life of guiding torch
Outlast the fading dawn
Gone, the light withdrawn and skies adorned
Now flecked and torn with black vulture spawn
Like wolves that hunt the swan
They chase the fleeing dawn
So curses whispered end as godless sleep descends
Will dawn rise again
Τετάρτη 28 Νοεμβρίου 2012
kampfar - Hymne
Kampfar is a pagan folk/black metal band from Fredrikstad, Norway.
According to vocalist Dolk, their name is an ancient Norse battle cry
which means Odin or Wotan
Δευτέρα 26 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Τρίτη 20 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Turisas - To Holmgard and Beyond
http://www.turisas.com/
Far beyond the sea and distant lands
Came men with thirty ships
Had wanted to reach the Neva by night
But the weather was not on their side
And as the wind grew stronger and stronger
The rain ran down our cheeks
The bow was turned towards Gardar
The sail flew up again
That's where the winds will us guide
For fame and for gold
Set sail for those lands unknown
Osmo and Dalk, Kyy, Kokko and Ulf
Were glad to be off the oars
Turo had eaten too much again
Now hanging himself overboard
The Tostensson twins were excited as always
Adventure was their game
Myself, Hakon the Bastard
was out to find my name
Holmgard and beyond
That's where the winds will us guide
For fame and for gold
Set sail for those lands unknown
Who is "I" without a past?
A river without a source?
An event without a cause?
Threads of different lengths
Some longer, some shorter
So many of them spun together
The crones keep on weaving
The algorithm of our lives
Cause and effect, the fates of men
We know the way to Aldeigju
Upstream the river Alode
You take us to the portage
And further [South]
Long is the way to the unknown
Long are the rivers in the East
Far lies the land that Ingvar
And his men desire to reach
Many dangers lie ahead
Some of us may never return
Rather sold as a slave to the Saracens
Than chained to your bed, chained by your life!
Holmgard and beyond
That's where the winds will us guide
For fame and for gold
Set sail for those lands unknown
Came men with thirty ships
Had wanted to reach the Neva by night
But the weather was not on their side
And as the wind grew stronger and stronger
The rain ran down our cheeks
The bow was turned towards Gardar
The sail flew up again
That's where the winds will us guide
For fame and for gold
Set sail for those lands unknown
Osmo and Dalk, Kyy, Kokko and Ulf
Were glad to be off the oars
Turo had eaten too much again
Now hanging himself overboard
The Tostensson twins were excited as always
Adventure was their game
Myself, Hakon the Bastard
was out to find my name
Holmgard and beyond
That's where the winds will us guide
For fame and for gold
Set sail for those lands unknown
Who is "I" without a past?
A river without a source?
An event without a cause?
Threads of different lengths
Some longer, some shorter
So many of them spun together
The crones keep on weaving
The algorithm of our lives
Cause and effect, the fates of men
We know the way to Aldeigju
Upstream the river Alode
You take us to the portage
And further [South]
Long is the way to the unknown
Long are the rivers in the East
Far lies the land that Ingvar
And his men desire to reach
Many dangers lie ahead
Some of us may never return
Rather sold as a slave to the Saracens
Than chained to your bed, chained by your life!
Holmgard and beyond
That's where the winds will us guide
For fame and for gold
Set sail for those lands unknown
Κυριακή 18 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Amon Amarth - "Guardians of Asgaard"
Standing firm against all odds
Guarding the most sacred home
We protect the realm of gods
Our destiny is carved in stone
Three evil giants
Of the south
Are constantly on the attack
With lies and fire
From their mouths
But we always send them back
We are brothers
Of the north
Who are sharing the all father's blood
Marching down the left hand path
We are spawned by Asagods
'Cause we are!
We're the guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Of Asgaard
We have faced our enemies
A thousand times or even more
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/amon_amarth/guardians_of_asgaard.html ]
Still they cannot
Make us kneel
One thousand years of constant war
The giants look for
Any chance
To bring down Asgaard's mighty walls
No matter what they send at us
We will never let it fall
'Cause we are!
We're the guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Of Asgaard
Standing firm
Against all odds
We are guarding
Asgard's mighty walls
We protect
The realm of Asagods
No matter
What they send at us
We will never
Let them fall
We're the guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Of Asgaard
Guarding the most sacred home
We protect the realm of gods
Our destiny is carved in stone
Three evil giants
Of the south
Are constantly on the attack
With lies and fire
From their mouths
But we always send them back
We are brothers
Of the north
Who are sharing the all father's blood
Marching down the left hand path
We are spawned by Asagods
'Cause we are!
We're the guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Of Asgaard
We have faced our enemies
A thousand times or even more
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/amon_amarth/guardians_of_asgaard.html ]
Still they cannot
Make us kneel
One thousand years of constant war
The giants look for
Any chance
To bring down Asgaard's mighty walls
No matter what they send at us
We will never let it fall
'Cause we are!
We're the guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Of Asgaard
Standing firm
Against all odds
We are guarding
Asgard's mighty walls
We protect
The realm of Asagods
No matter
What they send at us
We will never
Let them fall
We're the guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Guardians of Asgaard
Guardians
Of Asgaard
Σάββατο 17 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Τετάρτη 14 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Cruachan - To Invoke the Horned God
He holds a twisted torque in his hands,
The forests are his ruling lands.
Great God Cernunnos, return to earth again,
Come at my call and show thyself to men.
Shepherd of goats upon the wild hills way,
Lead thy lost flock from darkness unto day.
The Horned God is our nature deity,
Butt modern man would from his presence flee.
Stolen are the ways of sleep and night,
Men seek for them, whose eyes have lost the light.
Open the door, the door hath no key,
The door of dreams whereby men come to thee.
Shepherd of goats, oh answer unto me,
In the summerlands is where we shall meet thee.
The forests are his ruling lands.
Great God Cernunnos, return to earth again,
Come at my call and show thyself to men.
Shepherd of goats upon the wild hills way,
Lead thy lost flock from darkness unto day.
The Horned God is our nature deity,
Butt modern man would from his presence flee.
Stolen are the ways of sleep and night,
Men seek for them, whose eyes have lost the light.
Open the door, the door hath no key,
The door of dreams whereby men come to thee.
Shepherd of goats, oh answer unto me,
In the summerlands is where we shall meet thee.
http://www.cruachanireland.com/
Σάββατο 10 Νοεμβρίου 2012
ORIZEN Pagan Pride
http://www.myspace.com/orizen
Here in the width of wild northern nature
here in the calm of mystical silence
here is the place where I belong
Here in the light of autumnal colours
here in the cold of merciless winters
here is the place I call my home
Then here in the north
the gods placed a kin
of men with light hair and shining skin
and here in the north
life formed this tribe
to men of honour and pagan pride!
Here in the width of wild northern nature
here in the land of fairies and giants
here is the place where we belong
Here in the height of snow covered mountains
here in the shades of mighty old forests
here is the place we call our home
Then here in the north
the gods placed our kin
of men with fair eyes and shining skin
and here in the north
life formed our tribe
to men of honour and pagan pride!
Here in the width of wild northern nature
here in the calm of mystical silence
here is the place where I belong
Here in the light of autumnal colours
here in the cold of merciless winters
here is the place I call my home
Then here in the north
the gods placed a kin
of men with light hair and shining skin
and here in the north
life formed this tribe
to men of honour and pagan pride!
Here in the width of wild northern nature
here in the land of fairies and giants
here is the place where we belong
Here in the height of snow covered mountains
here in the shades of mighty old forests
here is the place we call our home
Then here in the north
the gods placed our kin
of men with fair eyes and shining skin
and here in the north
life formed our tribe
to men of honour and pagan pride!
Πέμπτη 8 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Nightfall - "Ambassador of Mass"
Proud Hellenic Paganism
Hey!
Hold off tight [x2]
Athenians
On a forest army afloat
Cecrop's city
The final call
Pompous
Grandiose
Savvy
Gross enforce
The principle of massive law
The oracle
Death bless claw
Horrid
Bass deep and strong
To end on a wooden wall
Ambassador [x3]
Of mass
Ambassador [x3]
Of mass
Hordes of restless
Strength so endless
Rage unleashed
Delirious beast [x2]
Coming from the lands of east
Down
The Aegean sea
Marching
Moral sky high
Ignoring
Death's high tide
Invading
Heavily en masse
To kill
To burn
And crush
Generous
But brave enough not to face the athenian wrath
Ambassador [x3]
Of mass
Ambassador [x3]
Of mass
Hordes of restless
Strength so endless
Rage unleashed
Delirious beast
Hordes of restless
Strength so endless
Athenians embrace
This land of holy grace
Athenians embrace
This land of holy grace [x2]
This land of holy grace [x4]
Δευτέρα 5 Νοεμβρίου 2012
Wyrd - Heathen
The cognate term in Old Norse is urðr, with a similar meaning, but also personalized as one of the Norns, Urðr (anglicized as Urd) and appearing in the name of the holy well Urðarbrunnr in Norse mythology. The concept corresponding to "fate, doom, fortunes" in Old Norse is Ørlǫg (cf. Dutch oorlog 'war').
Between themselves, the Norns weave fate or ørlǫg (from ór "out, from, beyond" and lǫg "law", and may be interpreted literally as "beyond law"). According to Voluspa 20, the three Norns "set up the laws", "decided on the lives of the children of time" and "promulgate their ørlǫg". Frigg, on the other hand, while she "knows all ørlǫg", "says it not herself" (Lokasenna 30). ørlǫglausa
"ørlǫg-less" occurs in Voluspa 17 in reference to driftwood, that is
given breath, warmth and spirit by three gods, to create the first
humans, Ask ("Ash") and Embla (possibly "Elm").Mentions of wyrd in Old English literature include The Wanderer, "Wyrd bið ful aræd" ("Fate remains wholly inexorable") and Beowulf, "Gæð a wyrd swa hio scel!" ("Fate goes ever as she shall!").
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