1. GRACE FOR THE SLAVES

The slaves of God
They came like sudden rain masqueraded
By tricks and fear growing germs of slimy
Lies they took your pride and faith they
Outlaw and condemned to the stake Baptized
With pain of divine flames wild and free
Tasting all pain of fire headlong towards
Grey skies forbidden doctrine no lies of the garden
Of eden the witch mark on your skin shines through
Cain’s eyes they came with promises and holy books
And stolen relics sinful saints of the mystery
They took your purity high elders of obscurantism
Creeping snake of destiny fake shit for Sunday
Bourgeois bigots false medial factory
Infectious disease of sick religion
Centuries of insanity they came like
A sudden pain the apostles of holy visions
The gospel of doom they took your pride
And faith bloody hands of fanatical preachers
Prohibited words of the truth salvation and peace,
The sellers of redemption the mirror of modern times
Cancer of brain, dark winds of destruction the machine
Of penitent lies grace for the slaves.


2. TO THY SON (IN DAYS OF YORE)

The years roll on the generations pass the ages
Grow and bring us nearer to the final day from
Witch the south shall march the fiery band and
Cross the bridge of heaven and fenris at his heel
With broken chain odins son goes with monster to fight
Midgard’s veor in his rage will stay the worm in giant
Wrath the serpent tossed in oceans depths til free from
Chain he rose upon the foaming main beneath the lashings
Of his tail seas mountain high swelled on the land poring
Forth bloody froth like hail nine feet will go fiorgyn’s
Son bowed by the serpent who feared no foe and the berserks
Round about broke forth into shout that made the rafters
Ring they smote with their fists on the board and shouted
Long live the sword and the king not the man of mortal
Race knows the words witch thou have spoken to thy son
In days of yore I hear the coming tread of death he shall
The runic lore and knowledge of the rice of gods on the
Dark bottom of the great salt lake imprisoned lay the
Giant snake with naught his sullen sleep to break of
All the twelve round odins throne balder the beautiful
Alone the sun-god good and pure and bright was loved
All as all loved light.


3. YOU WALK TOWARD DEATH

Your whole life you walked toward death every passing
Night brings you one step closer everyone expects to
Die when the bells of destiny will toll chilly rain
Will fall on your grave and you’ll enter an unknown
Door every new born child will ever die but mother
Nature wont shed the tears of sorrow one day you’ll
Find the answer to your questions death is painless
Life is not hear the rage of the storm within the circle
Of the eternal struggle you were born so pure in blood
And pain alone you’ll die alone rotten inside corrupted
World of false illusions your god met his own death in
The moment of the discovery of the reality and you walk
Toward death your whole life you walked toward death
Every night brings you one step closer all is the rise
And the fall when your life decays to dust and you
Walk toward death…


4. NORTHERN LIGHTS

For many months we make our home
On raging waves or gentle foam
The sea salt taste e’er on our lips
As we sail the world in dragon ships.
The invocation
The sacred fire
The invocation
We do not sit with faces long
Debating for hours what’s right or wrong ;
For the roots of our lives stem from three
Which is faith, folk and family.
The invocation
The sacred fire
The invocation
…To the northern lights
If our deeds serve then in peace or war
Performed on homeland or distant shore,
Then they are good with honour bright
And worthy in the high gods sight.
The invocation
The sacred fire
The invocation
But if they harm they intend it be large or small
They that is wrong and that is all
The guide that you should need for life,
In times of peace or times of strife
So we hail the Gods on sea or land
And proudly under the skies we stand.
We hail our Mother, the bounteous jorth
And hail our folk, the folk of the north.
The invocation
The sacred fire
The invocation
…To the northern lights


5. WARRIORS OF FIRE AND STEEL

Through the burning land they fought and laughed into the face of death ;
Into the abyss of fate they resisted to their last breath.
Run !
Fight !
Die !
Fighter, don’t wait for a savior in the sky.
Soldier, the dust, pain and the cry ;
Steel, flowing blades in the fire of the air
Winds of the doom, thundering strikes of the storm ;
Free men, running blood, rolling wheels, flashing swords in the tales of history.
Tied slaves, women’s tears, dying folk, wasted lives in the fight for the victory ;
Fearless men, iron hearts, unyielding brains, raising flags with the sun wheel ;
The wild, the cruel, indestructible force, the warriors of fire and steel.
Through the fire and flames they fought and died at the fields of fame ;
Barbed wires and trenches the fought the evil, men without names
Run !
Fight !
Die !
Father, for what did you die ?
Mother, for what did you cry ?
Steel, the iron dream, last legions of the loyalty ;
The rust, the betrayal, results of victory.
Deceived men, wounded by the defeat, the scars, the sorrow and the memories.
Melody of pain and death, Stalingrad’s icy nightmare in their dreams.
The clouds are dispelled by the thousand wounds and there’s something
new in the air that you feel ;
Behold ! The sun ring is burning in the bloody flames, here return
The warriors of fire and steel !


6. WOLF'S CRY

A touch of snow descents at the bulwarks of the dark woods ;
Cold snowflakes go down to the ground.
Burning blood stains the traces of the struggle for life.
Desperate howling, death rattle sound
Towards the pain and certain distress
Animal raw killing lust
Wild beast attacks his foe.
One from the predators will die
Cruel and proud the kind of mysterious forests ;
The song of Nature is the basis of his blood
Free as the wind he has no mercy.
In the falcons cry ended his rival’s life
Wounded, tired he fought to the last breath
Fatal strike, deadly wrath, you’ll die
Bleeding wounds your hearth is burning in pain.
A shadow is black when the wolf cries
The eyes of hate, White moon shines the dim light.
The day of vengeance in the world of war
Ravens song sounds in the morning chorale
I hear the hymn of tomorrow
Like never before
When the wolf cries
…In my heart.


7. IRON EAGLES (KNIGHTS OF THE EMPIRE)

He said that times will tell when we will fight together
And we all will look into the mirror of the past
And I’ll return from my grave one day
I will return from my astral domain.
Upon the wings of the mighty night
I’ll shed the blood oh his pain of death.
You hear the war machines sound
Through the fields of air
Brothers will slay brothers till the world falls dead
In the dim deceases of the ironwood
The progeny of Fenris
Daily gained strength to the deluging of the Earth
With blood from their dripping jaws
Back ravens… will fly
When the valkyries come afar
A Phoenix from the ash today you’ll enter
The gates of destiny like many times before
The iron cross, the oak leaves, swords and diamonds,
Will and power—They fought the world.
Back ravens… will fly
When the valkyries come afar
Suddenly the skies went asunder
And the corpses of death marched to the fight
The Iron Eagles—Knights of the Empire
You hear the war machines sound
Through the fields of air
Brothers will slay brothers till the world falls dead
Now you know the time has come
Screaming sirens unleash the storm
Howling wind runs from the pits of hell
Fighter squadrons, sudden death, funeral bells
Back ravens… will fly
When the valkyries come afar
Suddenly the skies were….
He said that time will tell when we will fall together
All evil dies there and endless death, while goodness arises;
From that great world fire, purified at last
To a life far higher, better, nobler than the past.


8. BLOOD AND FIRE

You asked me why the voice of evil preaches the Gospel of love and Charon sails the ship of our lives ;
You pray to the invisible god who doesn’t hear your prayers
The tentacles of slavery creeps through black night.
When the roots dry up, the branches and the
Leaves die and The life of a tree falls into the dust ;
When a man forgets his heritage and duty
Intrusive sprit breaks his faith and trust.
You don’t know that the danger is very near again
And those pains will soon strife your heart ;
Blazing flames and howling sirens of war
You’ll see the distress, blood and fire in the silence of the night.
You ask me why the frustration torments our minds
And symbols of failure flooded our homes ;
When spring breeze changes into a hurricane
The face of the sun starts to shed the tears of cold rain.
You don’t know the monster breathes behind you
And the beast walks among us ;
You don’t know why the people ignore all they see
Like a blind man walking in the silence of the night ;
In the times of resurrection
You will see a revengeful fight
Steel swords of just vengeance
Burning hatred, blood and fire in the night.


9. MOONHUNTER

He’s on the prowl alone in the darkest depth
Of your mind where an arise notions to kill someone
He doesn’t know envy, emotions or fear which control
Your poor human being — A worm
Advocatus Diaboli- Everybody knows your name.
The nightmare comes—His pleasure is your pain
Moonhunter…
Fear, airtight fog over the town
Night ghost the one — Man death squad
He doesn’t hurt for admiration of women or glory
He doesn’t kill for respect of men
He kills for his need not for fame
He’s on the prowl alone in his day in the darkness
Depth of your mind — Virtual monster of your demons of the night
He doesn’t know envy, emotions or fear wich control
Your poor human being — A Worm
Welcome to my world where you will find the answer and die
Advocatus Diaboli - Everybody knows your name.
The nightmare comes - His pleasure is your pain
Moonhunter…


10. BLOOD ON IRON

Sleepless nights on the ever before final battle ;
You think about if you’ll return home or die.
Muses of war raised the banner strained with blood ;
Purple clouds bring the echoes of battlefield.
Oh say to me if a sword will be fast and forcible enough ;
Or the hand of my foe will end my life.
A long time ago you knew your way was paved by death and distress ;
The mystic sisters laid down to your cradle, a sword.
Cloudy morning the dawn of damp and cold day
The wings of the mist hover over woods
Like a deadly spear — A hawk — The ominous vanguard.
The claws of death seize your faith again
Phantoms lurk at strange ways of life.
Sometimes you look to the abyss of fame and glory ;
Kill your foe till you hold the sword ;
Forced by hatred, the man of steel, blood on iron.
God of War dedicated your sword ;
Hear my battle cry of death, blood on iron
Golden hall of immortality,
Blinding light and the deafening silence of Death.


11. BRAVEHEART

I hear the wind telling the story,
Heroic saga of a free man
Archaic legend full of glory bur also of treason, hatred and pain
The words are as strong as the strikes of lightning
I wan to listen to these verses again
The wind blew them away but I can often feel the smell of that time in the air
He appeared out of a clear blue sky a modest hero
With a fire of anger in his heart he said fight for
Feedom it’s the only way
We will conquest the liberty or die
Gray skies cry bitter tears, the years of discord
Brought the curse of slavery
Over the silhouettes of hills fly the shadows of serfdom
Still deeply on the ground of the valley burns the flame in some hearts
The eternal fire of vengeance ignited by the shreds of hope
Riding storm living tornado breaks the slavish chains
Crush your fear and kill the tyrants
The blood of rebels runs in your veins
Freedom we’ll stand and fight together
Freedom we will resist forever
Freedom our fate is the struggle for victory or death
On the hillsides of native land grew the flowers of independence again
The stream of pride runs like a waterfall from the highland with a roar of thunder
But the fall turns the glory days and only the dead
Man can become a legend
Cruel face of history your name is the treason in this ruthless place


12. WHEN THE WHITE WOLVES PREVAIL

In the land of nobody without frontiers and the law ;
The claws of vultures hold the scepter.
Autumn’s fiery eyes cry bloody rain, the pain of winter bleeds white snow.
Dark are the forests at the foot of the end of time ;
Where died a real world ;
The fire fades away into the fog
Now the rule of the titans begins.
Human breeds of lost population cursed fades away
Burned by the colors of the close of the ages ;
White fangs shine in the darkness again
The epoch is breaking, the storm of changes in the night.
When the white wolves prevail
The day crawls over the abyss of the existence.
Only the slaves always pay the lie.
Who determines — the pendulum of the scales of destiny ;
Or the hammer of punishment when the only certainty is death ?
Dark are the forests at the foot of the end of time
Where died a real world ;
The fire fades away into the fog
The sheep won’t reach the stars.