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Uþarpaspa
04:56
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Fram sé ek lengra, Uþarpaspa
Fram sendi ek áfram,Uþarpaspa
The Powers of the Earth
And of the Heavens
All High and Low shall hear these words
Lothur! Burn out the Seals
Above and Below, The gateways are revealed
Loki! Sunder the bonds
Over and Under, let the Raveners Run
This I say
Fram sé ek lengra, Uþarpaspa
Fram sendi ek áfram, Uþarpaspa
I see with the ageless eyes of the stars and sun
and moon
I speak with a thousand tongues and our words are
carved into the roots
Fram sé ek lengra, Uþarpaspa
Fram sendi ek áfram, Uþarpaspa
I see darkness, I see ruin befall the world
I speak vengeance, I send death. I am the earth
Shatter the gates! Invoke gods of storm!
Felate the phalic cunt of subversion
Beget Chaos, birth defiance and unmake the state
Defile and transgress upon the civil shrines
Lothur! Burn out the Seals
Above and Below the pathways are revealed
Loki! Sunder the bonds
Over and Under, the Old Ones respond
Leysigaldr læt ek
I, Destroyer
Fram sé ek lengra, Uþarpaspa
Fram sendi ek áfram, Uþarpaspa
I see darkness, I see ruin befall the world
I speak vengeance, I send death. I am the earth
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Gandr
06:36
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And torment that tears the mind
I breath wolves
Gal anda með, gǫngla með
Ríðanda með, með rinnanda
Með sitjanda, með signanda
Með faranda, með fljúganda
Skal alt fyrna ok um deyja
Rent by thorns
And the teeth of thurs
I breath the breath of wolvesI practice Witchcraft
I howl over the Naked Dead
I Reached below the rotten roots
And ripped a thorn of torment loose
No sun it ever sees
Nor steel it ever feels
I cast a curse of seven dreads
And carved a thurs with seven heads
With Spite and Blood Smeared
With Spite and Spit Steered
I call the One who Wails
I call the One who Walks
Gal anda með, gǫngla með
I call the One who Rides
I call the One who Runs
Ríðanda með, ok rinnanda
I call the One who Sits
I call the One who Sinks
Með sitjanda með signanda
I call the One who Fares
I call the One who Flies
Með faranda ok fljúganda
And thou shalt fail and die
Crushed beneath hopeless grief
Music Written by Nexion
Lyrics Written by Jósúa Hróðgeir Rood
Produced by Ingi Þórisson (guitars & bass), Stephen Lockhart at studio Emissary (drums),
Vocals Mixed by Kjell Braaten
Mixed & Mastered by Wojtek Wiesławski at Hertz Studios
I ganda
And call upon the nameless powers
The ones who once were carved
And hidden with a corpse
I ganda
Mind ripped from mind
Spirit from spirit ripped
Flesh ripped from flesh
May self sunder self
Gal anda með, gǫngla með
Ríðanda með, með rinnanda
Með sitjanda, með signanda
Með faranda, með fljúganda
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Norðr ok Niðr
05:35
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Meadows blooming with ghosts
Spiraling standing stones
Teeth dropping like seeds
What sort of crop is this?
There is a ship in a field
Sinking in waves of green
And its hull is full of bones
And broken dreams
Under a mound there is a hall
For how the mighty must fall
Into silence and decay
And hidden from the stars
We use any cause
To spread our trauma
And fight our wars
And we are all the hero in the stories that we tell ourselves
And we think someone will sing
Us down the Helway
But the truth is that we sing so much worse than birds
So long live misery
Long live pain
And long live the fornication
To keep the pyres aflame
Because we all flutter into the same fire
Moths and whores and the kings who fuck and then hang them
We are sparks vainly reaching for those same indifferent stars
And we all are fucking lost
Norðr ok niðr
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One Spoke:
“They call me Thief
Khoya Kutkha Hrafn and Bran and Valravn
I drank the sea of corpses
and have eaten the eyes of kings and slaves
All higher and lower
All Heimdall’s heirs
I choose them. I carve them. I call them
I tricked the ancient Eagle
I carved the primal Giant’s bones
I set the land in the sea and spilled the stars and sang the runes
I gave you your mind and I have flown with your thought and memory
I can take them all back and drop them into the next world.”
A Raven sat and spoke with a Dead Man
He spoke of the past and all that which was yet to pass
The dead man asked if that which was done could yet be undone
Then Raven laughed and said it is done
It is done
Raven Said:
“I gala valgald
I crow over a corpse
No gifts or offering.
This time I bring mocking oaths
And I have one thing left to tell
I will trade it for words from Hel.”
The Dead Man Said:
“Under Ice, Rain and black soil we’ve lain
Eating of Hunger with Knives of Famine
All of Hel groans, All will sink into the black
Now we only wait for the Wolf to devour the sun.”
Raven Replied:
“You held the beginning of a golden age in hands of jaundice
You heard the beckoning to the court of the yellow king
Now all your hubris, your pride will be buried with time
But I will fly as I have before through the jaws of the running wolf to steal the light
I will Steal the Sun.”
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5. |
:ᚦᚦᚦ:
02:22
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6. |
Hymn of the Valkyrjur
06:41
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Spin! Spin a thread of entrails. Spin!
They Spin Heads as whorls
Vindum
Wind! Wind a warp of corpses. Wind!
We Wind a web of war
Vindum
Weave! Weave a funeral shroud. Weave!
They Weave fetters of gore
Vindum
Under Reddening Skies I see them riding
I hear their ancient song
On the voices of crows
On the voices of wolves
“Vindum Vindum”
Gondul! Your Wolf Howls
And tears out the tongues of dying babes
Svipul! Your Wolf Howls
And gnaws the limbs it pulled from mass graves
Sanngridr! Your Wolf Howls
Drowning cries of those your pleasure gives pain
Gudr! Your Wolf Howls
As your shadows stalk the broken plains
Spin, Spin, they Spin us to a tapestry
A bloody knotwork of nooses hanging from a dead tree
They Unfastened bonds, Fastened fetters
Freki has broken free!
Flee the enemy we cannot flee We cannot flee
Vindum feigð því forðumsk
fornhaldin skǫp Norna
Gondul! Your Wolf Howls
And tears out the tongues of dying babes
Svipul! Your Wolf Howls
And gnaws the limbs it pulled from mass graves
Sanngridr! Your Wolf Howls
Drowning cries of those your pleasure gives pain
Gudr! Your Wolf Howls
As your shadows stalk the broken plains
Their song swells
Like smearing blood across the Sky
We spread their words
The blood will rain over the very pillars of the earth
The Dísir have chosen
And they have chosen us
Vítt es orpit
fyr valfalli
rifs reiðiský
rignir blóði
nú’s fyr geirum
grár uppkominn
vefr verþjóðar
es vinur fylla
Sjá’s orpinn vefr
ýta þǫrmum
ok harðkléaðr
hǫfðum manna
eru dreyrrekin
dǫrr at skǫptum
járnvarðr yllir
en ǫrum hrælaðr
Nú’s ógurligt
umb at lítask
es dreyrugt ský
dregr með himni
mun lopt litat
lýða blóði
es sóknvarðir
syngva kunnu
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7. |
Rending the Black Earth
06:37
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Accursed
We are Accursed
For we have gnawed upon the blackened heart
And thus has it sown in us
The same incestuous cannibal lust
And self consuming hunger as thine own
Oh Ravenous One
Whose jaws are as the Burning Abyss
Who Have Spilled Thy Seed
In the Withered Womb of the Ancient Crone
She who is thy Mother
She who is Anguisher
She who is Járnvidja
Angrboða
And under the gallowed boughs
Of corroded Iron Forests
Have we embedded our hearth
And have bred and fed upon her afterbirth
Howl Oh Howling Garmr
Howl for the End
For we have painted a holocaust red across thy chest
And in communion gorged ourselves upon corpses of our dead
The rabid frenzy of rampant hate
With lupine lust do we ravage and rape
and befoul our own hallowed ground
with the bowels of our shuddering kin
Flæði Fenris
Jörð tér sortna
Flæði Fenris
Rán tér sortna
Flæði Fenris
Sól tér sortna
We drink from the fetid banks
Of Fenrisbrunnr
Bræðr munu berjask
ok at bönum verðask
munu systrungar
sifjum spilla
Wolf Age
Run
And we will wait in thy burning path
For once we’ve rent through
The final bloodstained bond
At last shalt thou run free
And thou shalt consume the air
And thou shalt consume the seas
And thou shalt consume the earth
And thou shalt consume all life
And in the end shalt thou consume thyself
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Burn oh Logi of of the Highest Fire
Burn oh Báli of the funeral Pyre
Burn Searing Sun of the Spirits of Slaughter
Burn and don the destroying hamr of Surtr
I call thy names, they’re only ones left to call
All other names now forgotten, maddened or can no longer hear
And we are lost on a path that is so black and barren
that only the dead can walk it
I can hear the waterdrum pulse, but its rhythm is far away
It is of another time
And for us it is too late
There was a time when thou blackened the altars and bore our gifts as incense to the gods
And thou warmed the stones of the earth
But we broke the ring that Fjorgyn held and pissed on thy seventh tongue of fire
Oh Enkindler of the Díar, who doth immolate to preserve, behold what we have become
The Snake strikes itself and the Eagle cannot see
The Mountains groan and gnash their broken teeth
The Winds wail in anguish for the trembling dying tree
Oh how all the earth doth cry out
For thou to bring down thy sword
To burn us all away
And fuse our spirits to the earth, to the sky
The world as a cremation ground
One last altar of fire
From flames falls the ring anew
Sér hon upp koma
öðru sinni
jörð ór ægi
Iðjagræna
falla forsar
flýgr örn yfir
sá er á fjalli
fiska veiðir
Þar kemr inn dimmi
dreki fljúgandi
naðr fránn neðan
frá Niðafjöllum
berr sér í fjöðrum
flýgr völl yfir
Niðhöggr nái
Nú mun hon sökkvask.
Turn back down the path
And find what you’ve left behind
For what i see i can unsee
And what I say i can unsay
Turn back.
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