1. PAGAN FOREST

We are druids from Pagan forest
We live with nature in harmony.
Wild life is to our hearts nearest.
The calm, wind whispers the symphony.

Living in cottage we built by ourselves
We improve skills with nature powers.
Years ago we swore to protect
Everything around to the final breath.

One day evening from southern borders
We hear noise of falling trees.
Terrible scream resounds with forest.
Everywhere chaos, like a bad dream seems.

We took magic liquids
And travel coats.
Let’s charge our horses
To lead the way to source.

Promise given to nature
Calls us to fulfil.
I see fire in the distance
Brothers, we are here.

Black cloud on the glade is spread.
Everything around is dead.
What evil fluid, let’s stop it friends,
This living darkness. Protect our lands!

First flacon, and second one.
Explosion, soon will be done.
Darkness, covered in smoke
Changes, into rock.

One year later we are back on the glade.
Green trees and well instead of burn
Nature refreshed with our assistance.
Now to the cottage we’ll return.


2. THE DAWN OF ODIN'S HORDE IN PAGAN FOREST

As a thunder from clear sky,
Came the war and some must die.
Let’s face the fate with haste,
let’s fury of the battle tase.

It is kill or to be killed.
Take your axe and hallow the field.
Bury it through, under the shield.
Today more blood will be spilled.

Break through... Deep into enemy rows.
Break through... Let them feel your steel.
Break through... I hear the crack of bones.
That makes the foolish bastard kneel.

Fallen... Now death in his eyes.
Fallen... He squeaks like a shoat.
Fallen... How slowly he dies.
So finish him and go.

Endure... Another feather-brain’s on.
Endure... Oden blessed to kill.
Endure... Soon the battle is won.
Grab the axe and do at your will.

Oden chose which one win
Chosen fallens will follow him.
Regale in Valhalla is inevitable-
Sæhrímni’s bacon and Heiðrún’s mead.

When the time of war arrive,
The war between supernals,
Warriors set off as one,
To fight for others that fall.

540 gates,
Each unleash 800 men.
There’s enough chairs
For those that have fallen.

As a thunder from clear sky,
Came the war and some died.
We faced the fate with haste,
Tried the fury of the battle tase.

It was kill or to be killed.
Pagan forest was battlefield.
Let’ s bury our friends, with sword and shield.
Like brave warriors, whose live is sealed.

Break through...
For those that have fallen.


3. OCCULTISM AND MYSTIC PRACTICS IN PAGAN FOREST

At the midnight in the forest
Nearby Rocks of Black Unicorn,
Dwells the hatred and bitterness
Where the darkness impersonates.

Five persons stand in the circle,
Each in the top of pentagram.
Black coats with capes cover bodies.
Just five torches as source of light.

Incanting ancient verses,
In the middle of pentagram,
Swirls wind and rises dust,
Space-time implodes, gate we cast.

For revenge, for pleasure,
To punish their guilty.
For long time disorder
We call on wraiths and daemons.

Five persons stand in the circle
Speaking language long forgotten.
Dark whole expands, fed by anger,
Stronger than ever before.

One by one daemons pass by,
They brought fear and devastation.
If you would like, run you can try
But you won’t miss annihilation.

Rise...rise...rise…rise
Raid… raid… raid… raid

Ride my legion, leave no one alive.
Ride my legion, show them their fate.
Ride my legion, better world awaits.
For that what they did us, I want them to feel our hate.

Five persons stand in the circle,
Each in the top of pentagram.
Earth quakes under hordes of creatures,
Damnation day has begun.


4. ASTERIX AND OBELIX IN PAGAN FOREST

Across mountains and plains
Through the ground of enemy,
They came here to our lands
To find something with history.

Mighty Gaulish warriors,
Accompanied by little dog.
Marching in the darkened woods
Hardly see through heavy fog.

Romans came outside their gates
Built a camp and settled here.
It will end like ever,
So they feasted with no fear.

Next day in the morning
Headache like a storm.
Noise of armour awoke them
Roman turtle starts to form.

Panoramix disappeared,
Romans crept in during night.
Without magic potion,
Galls will loose this unfair fight.

Wiseman told he knew
How to win the battle.
Go north in Pagan Forest
There druids are settled.

We will rise together, side by side together.
Show them what can pagan… blood

Deeper in dense forest
Wooden cottage stands.
As druids heard the story
Helped them with defence.

They hurried back to south
To help others in last effort.
To put Romans to flight
With Odraedir mead escort.


5. FINE ODRAEDIR MEAD

He was hanging on a tree.
Wind was blowing, mastered branches
And dark clouds on the sky.
Brigit flashes raging.

For nine days and long nights,
He was speared and bleeding.
Suffering for better future.
His own victim, Oden.

For those days had no food
No beverage tested his lips.
Just staring into darkness
Foggy depths down below.

Sacrifiction fulfilled purpose,
When wise Oden behold ruins,
With effort released them.
And he was freed for way back home.

It is said that you have godlike powers
Of rhyme and singing if drinking from Odraedir.
The more you drink the better you sing
So taste, this fine mead untakes your fear.

Odraedir, the mead vessel.
Kvasir’s blood with honey.
Guarded by Bolthorn‘s son.
Two dwarfs mixed the potion.

Once Oden found the shelter.
As in haste drunk all mead,
A few drops fell to Midgard.
Poetism unleashed…

It is said that you have godlike powers
Of rhyme and singing if drinking from Odraedir.
The more you drink the better you sing
So taste, this fine mead untakes your fear.