: at the dawning of time thine heart didst proclaim thy throne shall arise beyond the stars of God and be enthroned on the Northern sides of that
: veins emptied of precious blood arteries dried of life source centuries before at skull time of remembrance is at hand consume the blood of jesus
: five pointed star of hell symbol of satanic goat appearance at the ritual site unholy amulet of the santanist sacred to the devil's child abomination
: in the clearing a soft glow is seen burning embers amidst an evil gathering closer still a murmering drone echoes through the once tranquil forest
: a soft glowing sphere rises within the darkened sky clouds move and shift around a glorious moon hanging far above the earth below beams fall from
: at the end of time the moon will be as blood blackeed is the sun stars will fall to earth fire hail and blood rain upon the earth fallen star
: yes the northern skies shall witness the rising of the scarlet moon from behind the blackened landscape of frozen Nordic wastes transformation
: crush the bloodied horns grind them into the dust spare nothing from the ferocious anger of the eternal one goat of blasphemy santanic symbology
: the cross of christ turned upside down symbol of his supposed defeat those in darkness rejoice in this but the truth is revealed to the chosen
: the sun falls behind the shadowed mountains as darkness descends over the forest flames flicker in the distance unholy chants and footsteps can
: the end of thy reign will come as swift as it was established thy deceit is but temporary and therefore it cannot last in but a fleeting moment
an avalanche Like wildfire we all soar We are power, we are courage We're more than meets the eye We are Horde We are power, we are courage We're more than meets the eye We are Horde
Ancestors call. Hear the thunder blast against the gate. Black arrows fly from atop the fortress, walls covered in flame. Pagan sons, may thee be known
As brothers, we ride together. Our horses pummeled by the wind. My deeds shall honor my father. My legend will strengthen my kin. With the Gods beside
Northmen draw neigh, by torches and steel they fight. Blessed by Tyr. Oath of the hammer, void of fear. Odin's ravens guide my way. To one-eyed god,
Heathen rage within my blood feels never-ending. Conquest has spread to the home of the weaklings. All who stood before me died, and they grant me glorious
To the fields where the blood of men flows. Lightning strikes as swords sail and heads roll. Many have fallen by the strength of my blade. My rage is
In the wake of battle, past mountain and plain. Many lands have come and gone in a storm of blood and rage. Brave warriors clashing with power of the
