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Ode to the Slain
06:14
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Far I've sailed
sworn to tell their tale
Some did rise and some did fall
In the frozen north warriors marched forth
Some did find the vaulted halls
On Asgard's grounds were the fallen bodies found
Nordheim shook at Ymir's call
They were guided home to the frost giant's throne
The chosen few who did stand tall
Fight
Kill
Pile their heads up high
Crack
their skulls
Victory or death
Slay
Pierce
Ruthless, fierce and wild
Die
No prisoners this day
Show no fear
Hate and fury reigns
Maim
Strike
This battle shall be won
Among the snowy plains up north,
where the fallen ones arrive,
Valhalla's gates did call forth
brave hearts filled with pride
Waiting on the other side
with fallen heroes proud
Pounding on their final ride
by the last warhorn's sound
The snow turned red with blood as the battle raged on
Frenzied soldiers fighting under the winter sun
Nowhere to turn at all
Spears and axes aiding in their fall
Broken shields shatter by the pounding of the hammer
On burning fields stand their scorched banners
The fire of war is burning out
In the distance echoes brave men’s shouts
Wayward and fierce they stood
They fought all day and sang all night
Warmed by the fire of the wood
in the tundra, blinding white
On the path of glory ride
Marching for eternity
Brothers standing side by side
Fighting to be set free
Far I've sailed, sworn to tell their tale
Some did rise and some did fall
In the frozen north warriors marched forth
Some did find the vaulted halls
There on Asgard's grounds were the fallen bodies found
Nordheim shook at Ymir's call
They were guided home to the frost giant's throne
The chosen few who did stand tall
Standing alone, no one hears my call
The last of my kin
A remnant of war
Of my brothers I'll tell
Of my brothers who fell
Long shall we remember their names
Those who rose to glory and fame
and those who fell upon snowy plains
History's been written
The pages have been filled
All that remains
is an ode to the slain
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2. |
Reaver
04:45
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He rides
With his Sword in his hand
Fearless
into the thundering waste
Stand back!
Like a thunderbolt he strikes
Death
among the steel and the spikes
Savage
He
is unconquered and wild
Flames
burn in his eyes
Untamed
He heeds no command
He fights
like no civilized man
A warrior thief, an outlaw,
Living by the sword
He has no thought for the morrow,
and revels in the fury of war
When the carnage unfolds on unforgiving fields
and barbarism reigns supreme
They call him
Reaver
Slayer
A man of no prayer
Soldier
Captain
A ruler of the battle
The liar tongue will fail and the sophist guile so frail
When the clashing broadswords sing
A man will rise
from barbarian and thief
to ruler of the west
as its' great mighty king
Blue flames burn like the fires of hell in the eyes of him alone
who from shadowed hills under a gloomy sky came to tread the jeweled thrones
He’s a traveler in Hyboria, facing men and beasts alike
Steel on his side, roaring his battle cry, armed and prepared to strike
Crom
gave him the power to strive
to slay
for all the rest of his days
His life
ruled by no god or king
No man
made him kiss the ring
Usurper
Bloodshed
with his every thundering stroke
By steel
he smites like a hurricane of doom
The earth
cracks under burnished greaves
His foes on the ground
trampled like leaves
A warrior thief, an outlaw
Living by the sword
He has no thought for the morrow,
and revels in the fury of war
They came from the hills
With their banners up high
Their steel flashed bright
against the sun
And the valley shook
with a mighty clash
as the battle stormed and thundered away
In a hurricane of spears and clubs
Hundreds of men met their demise
But there one stood
a blacksmith's son
Looking over the field
the battle was won
When the carnage unfolds on unforgiving fields
and barbarism reigns supreme
They call him
Reaver,
Slayer,
A man of no prayer
Soldier
Captain
A ruler of the battle
The liar tongue will fail and the sophist guile so frail
When the clashing broadswords sing
A man will be a king
A man
A reaver
A king
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3. |
Cimmeria
05:45
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I remember,
the clouds that piled on forever
I remember,
all winds and clouds and dreams that shun the sun
Slope beyond slope,
each hooded like its brothers
And the dark woods,
masking slopes of somber hills
I recall
the stillness of that somber land
Where the wind blew,
among the dimness of the dark woodlands
Hill on hill,
gathered in the endless vista
It was a gloomy land
not even lightened by the rare dim sun
I recall
The grey clouds' leaden arch
The dusky streams
flowed without sound,
The lone winds
that whispered down the passes
The rugged peaks' endless hills
The sullen trees rattled in the winds
The sun, shunned
by clouds, winds, dreams, and ghosts
Land of darkness, land of night
Oh, land that never saw the light
So long ago and far away
In my heart I find Cimmeria
I search my heart and there I find
A somber land still in my mind
Cimmeria
Cimmeria
Cimmeria
Take me home again
Cimmeria
Cimmeria
Cimmeria
Take me back where I belong
Where vista on vista marched
Hill upon hill
our gaunt land lay.
So when a man climbed up a rugged peak and gazed
His shaded eye saw but the endless vista
And still I recall
the absence of the sun
Which made squat shadows out of men
Forgot
Forgotten
the very name men used to call me
the axe
and flint tipped spear
are like a dream
and hunts
those hunts and wars
are shadows
Oh, Oh, soul
Oh, soul of mine
born out of shadowed hills
How
How many deaths
shall serve to break at last
at last
this heritage
which wraps me in the grey
Land of darkness, land of night
Oh, land that never saw the light
So long ago and far away
In my heart I find Cimmeria
I search my heart and there I find
A somber land still in my mind
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Vanquisher Malmö, Sweden
VANQUISHER is a Heavy Metal band that tells the stories of Robert E. Howard's Conan the Cimmerian and the Hyborian Age wherein he lived.
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