1. COLD GRIM TIMES

Thy chapel burns with such a blaze that ignites time
Thou hast seen a flaming paradise
Stone circles praise the ground in which they do reside
A deadly storm shall brood as we shall finally reclaim our Birthright

Through the mist and the woods of the world we'll come baring our sacred flag
Our mighty blades shall rid our land all those who shall Betray us
Our claim is to slay all those who stand in oppose of our Name
The gods of war are calling us to take up arms

I shalt not fear the coming foes across the plains
With thine sword thou shalt meet thy fate

2000 years of slaughter
My kin slain
Beating hearts of vengence
Bitter eves of winter
Cover your world in frost

We are the chosen ones, our fight has just begun
It stands for all to see, in cold grim times it be
Our claim is to slay all those that stand in our way
The gods of war are calling us to take up arms


2. LORD OF THE NIGHTS ECLIPSE

Our silence slept in a barren tomb on desolate rock in
Moonlights view
Inside what broods would soon consume the light of day
Through blackened fumes
Vultures ripped from their mother’s wombs fly high above
The lunar lights to the endless sea of night
He was a misunderstood soul with a grin that grew so cold
His icy eyes would freeze the world below
And through his spiteful tongue a bitter man so young he'd
See to it that return to whence they came from
Broadsword in his hand across the pits of sand to the
Kingdom of the sun he would destroy there promised land
With leather binding armour and across the putrid desert
Lands he walked without a fear in thought and blood
Stained blades in hand
For the glory of his will and the essence of his hate for
His time is now and time for them is too late
I am the lord of night side castles etched in the stone
You will find my family’s rites dusks loving hands will
Impend my might


3. FOR HONOUR AND EMPIRE

The carrion crow flies above the battlefield
Shrieking overhead she views the wrath below
Severed heads her prize gifts from those who fought and Died
Raise your swords to the morrigan for she has come to
Claim our souls

Battle in flames across the highlands of which blood is Stained
Our people fight with sword and shield against all those Who bare their seal
Tell my love I will fade away into the land of the dead
And our phantom queen shall feed upon all of our fallen Heads

As I fall upon the field I shall die with honour
My kin shall avenge my death and suffering
Pagan blood spilled for the last time upon the soil
Our mighty empire arise! the day is ours

The carrion crows flies above the battlefield
Raise your swords to the morrigan for she has come to Claim our souls

And I will not perish into the burning flames of war
I will fight till the death along side my brothers in arms
The enemy shall see the godly strength that burns inside Of me
Heads loped from their shoulders I spit on the faith that They believe

I have risen from my grave in bloodlust I shall avenge
Your world be damned the sword is just and in such Strength burns in hand

For honour and empire I shed my blood for thee
We slay the weak and claim all that the eye can see

My blade has forged the rule of kings
It has shaped the course of time

For honour and empire I shall give my blood to thee
Army made of my blade, blood is now my chosen decree

Upon the battlefield I shall avenge the years of torment
I fight with the fury of endless years of oppression
I saver victory with christian heads upon our pikes
Burn us no longer now you feel the fire you once ignite
Raise your swords in victory now our day has come at last
The pagan age shall live forever more in our conquest
The blood oath we have taken binds us as one empire
Our swords are drawn to ensure that our great age shall Last

A mystic fire has returned upon our shores the flame shall Burn forevermore
The pandaemonaeon shall save the world from its self and Will bring a new age that shall cleanse


4. SPARROWS SONG

As the magus enters the temple
The earth shall stand in awe
Fear struck in the spine of zealots
Messiahs born of pariahs

I come from the den of the damned
To signal the dogs of war

I concealed mystic powers to the hand that once would fuel The beasts of blood
Treacheries knights trained in the arts of death wreak Havoc from above

The cretins shall bow before me
I have achieved godhead
My staffs is raised in anguish
My world of life and death

I come from an age long past
From atop mountains high

None would foresee a day like today, as the sparrows would Sing the echoes of rain
All that was lost will die just the same like flowers that Bloom just to perish away
Blood clots will block the eyes of the doomed my only wish Is to confide in you
Give me one day and ill give you my life all that I had Gone in one dark single night

Save away in the cover of night
I stride in the shadows for when time is right
Lurking beyond the mirrors of time
I am a new god and your world is all mine

I have been birthed of sorrow
This will be my final stand
I have toiled endlessly for
A chance to live glory on the fields of blood

Across the seas of time and death ill wait upon my final Breathe
The final outcome left to the mouth of the river dyed red In my blood
I will not die, no not like this for all that I had I Shall greatly miss
To see your face is to just see pain like the sparrows That sing the echoes of rain
A warrior’s tale I shall fade into dirt, and in death I Shall find some sort of worth
A hero is born just fade into earth like the flowers that Bloom just to perish away

Do not shed tears my love
In death I am with you
A hero from a coward
I live as flowers bloom

I hold in great fame in tir na nog
All of my enemies pay with their lives
Their christian god expelled from our shores
Our flag shall rise forevermore


5. WINTER IS COMING...

I am the pagan son,
Hammer of holy ones
I am crowned lord of winter
By nature’s will

Martyr of life and death,
voice of the woods,
I ride the winds of time..
I sound the tunes of war

All that was once was held in my heart was now face down In the snow,
The winds of winter are my guide my strength and my soul

I am the fate of man, the spirit of the dead...
I write my name in fear, the word of power
I bring the astral war, I build my legacy
The tears of love once lost, beneath the state of hate

I lay awake as the wolves will sing the songs of melancholy
As cold as the air we breathe my blood runs black and Stains my soul

We march across the frozen tundra
To a place where sorrows lay
Memories of fallen foes lay beneath our feet
Winter winds embrace our fate
Which we hold in gratitude
All the stars will be aligned
As we venture out this night
We shall find a way to rip their hearts and make them pay
All that was shall be
On the stage of tragedy
Blackened steel will rule the day through the cold snow
Tales of epic victories
Will strip my frozen world of shame

Cold is the wind..... colder my heart'

I..an end to your forbidden prophecy
Blood stains the ground below
...An end to your forbidden prophecy
Blood stains the ground below
Shadows of the past.. rise in flame, your iron throne
Since left, rule your kingdom,
High above the blood red sky
Winter is coming... your time.. has passed
Invitations celebrate our pride
...I have seen the face of agony
As cold as the frost that burns within me

Upon the spoils
I am the snow
Calling on your life, I strike you in the heart
I will not let your suffer, life such as me
Put you out of your agony

As the first snow fall, blood shall never see its day
Our knights shall live forever more in this frozen domain