1. THE ETERNAL BURNING OF YGGDRASIL

Ancient ancestors rise up from the grave
As the ravens of bloodlust watch the world ablaze
Seeking the thoughts of their minds
The scattered memories of heathen folklore.
Spread your wings and heed to their call
Contemplative is the lord of gallows
Blood pride honour strength power
Watching as yggdrasil burns down in flames!!

Perched high upon the ravens horn
Gazing down at the burning earth below
Bestowed upon the perseverance of truth
As the hanged god sits upon his throne.

The one eyed god commands the ancient pagan gods
Go forth and ride on the wings of destiny
The honorable fallen unseen by the living
As they travel across bleak mountain lands.
On great black wolves thru the frozen mist
No longer will they die by the sword
Blood pride honour strength power
Watching as yggdrasil burns down in flames!!

Arise from the hellspawned realms
And set the nine worlds on fire
An invitation to the blackened wrath
The eternal burning of Yggdrasil.


2. ANTHROPOPSYCHOSIS

As roaring winds tear the gates asunder
A mistral breeze calls from the northern skies
The greyest of all visions now come to life
They become an apathy of this raging storm.
Shaken leaves fall from the dead trees
Shivering cold blasphemic ice frost
Haunted by the ancient pagan gods
To hide a veil of disguise behind the clouds.

Carving runes into yggdrasil
Struck down by lightning
Into the eyes of nature
Staring into utter darkness!!

Moving fast throughout the deep forest
We hear the notes of Gjallarhorn
Crossing Bifrost, the meeting with Heimdall
This is the path that leads straight to Hel.
Yggdrasil trembles, the end is near
These ancient limbs, let the giant loose
Wotan whispers with Mimir's head
Forever raise your horns to the sky.

Unite. Pagan. Nature. Souls.
Hail Wotan...
The nine worlds are slowly drifting apart
into the apocalypse of Ragnarok.

Naked are the norns
Pantheons reborn from fire
Wisdom of spit and blood
Commemorate sacred bond.
Prophecy of fertility
Maidens of the darkness
Lick the womb of Vanir
Screaming with ecstasy!!


3. BLOODLINES

Back to where my roots dig deep
And into the land underneath the mountains
Thru the dark forest down by the river
Your spirit remains deep inside of us.

I close my eyes and dream of past times
An image hanging, overlooking the nine worlds
A ravens song, I gathered up the runes
As I forever fall back into the past.
Take possession of the ancient heritage
As I step into the bloodlines of my ancestors
I grasp the spear into my bloody hand
I'm waiting for you... Father Wotan!!

Capturing the force of the ancient pagan gods
I draw the runes of power around me
A vagabond I am, just like you
Driven by the longing for perception.

Arrival at the burial ground
The conjuration has been summoned
At the old oak tree of life
As I lie in wait for you...


4. WOODS OF THE MYRIAD

As the dusk of the horizon gazes at the throat of twilight
The darkened path we walk illuminates ancient souls fallen
Passing the corpses of our ancestors thru twisted trees
As midnight electrifies the sky with distant shades of light
Whispering the howling winds of eternal death
Flowing echoes escaping from the lost ancients cave
The branches wrap around the forest and into the ground
Thru ribs of falling trees and skeletal vines.

The ethereal rays of the moon shed light upon this path
And in the river of blood lies the key to resurrection
We raise our hammers and raise our horns, suffocating
In the woods of the myriad, lost in sounds of the wind.
The soul now escapes the rabbid haunting torrents
Soaring in the dark sky, ancient blackened ravens horn
Towards the inevitable, endless grey clouds hang
Hovering in circles screaming their distant hunger.

The dark woods of the myriad, creeping like wolves in the mist
The ancient gathering of souls awakens their dark past
Creeping branches the sounds that whisper in the night air
Looking at the sky we're lost forever in this hellish world.
Covered in dirt and mud as the beast watches from our trees
The moonlight shadows gaze down at the trail we must follow
Chasing the horizon into an ominous twilight unbound
As mother nature wraps her twisted branches around your soul.

The whithering trees block out the light
As darkness resides below the rustling leaves
The pagan forest, what a forgotten beauty
She lies in wait for the ultimate reality.
We shudder at her natural intimacy
While the rivers and beasts take control
Your walls will crumble to the ground
As mother nature devours us all.


5. MOTHER EARTH PANTHEON

Approaching the new pantheon from ruins of old
Comprehension of runes written on these stones
Silence the sirens as mother earth awakes
From the dead slumbers of her haunting past.
As the pagans ride on horses that forever burn
I can feel her reaching for the Worlds End
So here’s to black - the age of all darkness
This ancient nature is our family shrine.

All Jotunheim groans as the frost giants scream
A loud roar heard by the doors of stone.

We're forever calling the master of the rocks
Empty souls burn as the wolf runs free.

Welcoming the black deciever
Worship the black sun of our gods...
Breathing fire on the mountain of giants
Scriptures of our pagan past live on...
Mother nature has been raped
By ancient profound entities...
Dead trees fallen and blood-soaked soil
Relentless echoes calling from the sky...


6. THE DEVILS GARDEN

Onward to the mountain of giants
And into the land of the dead
We arrive at the chambers of hell
But there are no signs of life around.
Beyond twilight in haunted dreams
Prismatic stars light the path of darkness
The gates of blasphemy arise
As streams of nature drown the blackened flames.

Roaring fountains capturing the essence
As waterfalls flow like blood thru our veins
Pulsating lifeforms from our ancient past
Carving runes into yggdrasil's bark.

Past inhabitants bring the fire storms
And set this land forever ablaze
A maelstorm forged of blood and iron
Fierce torrents of pagan bloodshed!!

Clouds hang in the mist-filled air
Vast shapes are all around us
The phantoms scream in the dark forest
They're echoing your silent cries!!

"whispers echoing from the past as dreams become a reality"

Hell is here we have no fear...
Burn inside the devils garden!!
The pagan lands of the dead...
Ashes of the devils garden!!

"the ancient phantoms spirit glowing from fountains of bloodshed"

Hell is here we have no fear...
Burn inside the devils garden!!
The pagan lands of the dead...
Ashes of the devils garden!!

"the dense fog hangs like frozen mist, it blinds the image of death"

Hell is here we have no fear...
Burn inside the devils garden!!
The pagan lands of the dead...
Ashes of the devils garden!!

"the forest trail to the dead realm is all that we yearn to seek"

Hell is here we have no fear...
Burn inside the devils garden!!
The pagan lands of the dead...
Ashes of the devils garden!!


7. BECKONING

(Instrumental)


8. NATURE'S EPITAPH

And mother nature will never die
All that rests here are merely bones
Look around you, death is in bloom
Your falling rain drips as blood.

Mother nature struck down in this world.
Never return to this wicked realm.

I chase images through hellish worlds
Breathing flames, distraught for wisdom
Burn the crosses, we shall arise
Your ravens eye remains with me.

Pagan, old runes etched into these stones.
Father Wotan, inherit your power.

Here I stand and wait for your sign
When your wind whispers at the trees
Fly your ravens to the mountains
Where the last of the old ones live.

Mother nature struck down in this world.
Never return to this wicked realm.

No tombstone marks this place
The common deities of the haunted forest
Cover us over with Wotan's grace
And follow the path that manifests.

Pagan, old runes etched into these stones.
Father Wotan, inherit your power.

Here lies the body of this world
The soul finally arrives to hell
This maiden burns an image of the past
Darkness surrounds the grimness.
A decaying age of blood and iron
The several fates that which it befell
As the years pass, will you be reborn?
We only know that here you lie.

As we fall and become one with the Earth
Our arms and legs turn into branches
And the lifeless entities of our youth
Will forever spew out endless chaos.
Who knows where the graveyard lies
Where running wolves and ravens fly?
Who has seen the obscurities
Of our pagan ancestors when they died?


9. WORLDS END

And now the world burns red
As the sound of sirens forever burn
Leaving the silence unclear
The rapture has come and gone.

The sounds of apocalypse
Pagan horns fill the air
The ancient gods are calling
As the giants come near.

They fly to Midgard
From Asgard they came
Intention, destruction
Domination of this land.

And loudly they shouted as the war begins to rage
The gods and the giants engage in battle
Thor with his hammer as Odin takes the stand
Dark clouds come closing in, total desolation is at hand.