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Sorry about stopping before. Shit happened for a while when I was posting and caused me to stop for a while then I didn't feel like posting several songs in a single day. So I'm starting fresh, mainly because I can't be arsed to scan through the previous thread for songs already used and someone will probably be upset with threadomancy if I started posting in there again...
[spoiler=Bound for Valhalla Lyrics]
Strike! Send me to Valhalla!
I'll show you how a warrior dies!
Dare look me in the eyes:
Can you see the wild joy therein?
Strike! Send me to Valhalla!
I'll show you how a Viking dies!
It was not thy sword
But the Norns that decided my fate!
It takes a hero to put me down
Do you think you can even try?
The Gods are on my side,
The berserker rage is my guide!
Let your arrows fly to me,
Cast your spears strait to my heart –
I know no pain, death is my friend,
I'm protected by Odin’s own shield!
Farewell my friends,
I'm leaving today –
Bound for Valhalla.
I must be on my way!
Farewell my foes,
You were worthy indeed –
Bound for Valhalla.
I'll see you there one day!
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Bitter Blood on the blood-stained highway
We're brothers in arms 'til we get it right
You're gonna want it your way
It's gonna be done now
Don't take it too far, gonna get it right
Move on from the past
Agree to disagree
Every sorrow has its source
And your conscience isn't free
In the dog days of Summer
On another sober September
This was meant for you
Am I not my brother's keeper?
All is what it seems to be
I'm A strong rival
A bitter enemy
Best friend
Till the end
The man you wish to be
They pray for villains
When their heroes let them down
They pray for villains
When their heroes let them down
Let them down!
The ties that bind he clock that winds
As the oceans meet the sky
On the hour of my death
Will you be standing by
Every sorrow has its source
And your conscience isn't free
In the dog days of Summer
On another sober September
This was meant for you
Am I not my brother's keeper?
All is what it seems to be
I'm A strong rival
A bitter enemy
Best friend
Till the end
The man you wish to be
They pray for villains
When their heroes let them down
They pray for villains
When their heroes let them down
Let them down!
Bless the broken road
As we limp back home
You get off on the sound
Of everything coming down, so down
Walk down the broken road!
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Heathen heart
Pagan pride
Faring far
Sword by side
Tribal times
Northern nights
Hidden high
Runic rites I was told:
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high with a battle cry
For the pagan past I live and one day will die
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away
Ever true unto your forefathers stalwart stay
Hold the Heathen Hammer high with a battle cry
For the pagan past I live and one day will die
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away
Down the wayward way so far faring strangers stray
Hold the heathen hammer high
Heathen heart
Pagan pride
Faring far
Sword by side
Hard and cold
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high with a battle cry
For the pagan past I live and one day will die
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away
Ever true unto your forefathers stalwart stay
Hold the Heathen Hammer high with a battle cry
For the pagan past I live and one day will die
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away
Down the wayward way so far faring strangers stray
Hold the heathen hammer high
From a pagan past that only the heathen hold
From the far end of the world and of times untold
I bring message to your midst of the ways of old
Ways reluctantly abandoned if truth be told
Ways abandoned for a scavenger of our souls
Living on malicious lies, hiding in the holes
Cruel and credible as any our tale of trolls
Hold the heathen hammer highest of all your goals
Hold the heathen hammer high with a battle cry
For the pagan past I live and one day will die
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away
Ever true unto your forefathers stalwart stay
Hold the Heathen Hammer high with a battle cry
For the pagan past I live and one day will die
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away
Down the wayward way so far faring strangers stray
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Wearily to the last battle they strode
Onward through day and through night
To death they did go but they let them know the power of Angelisc might
Together they walked and together they'd fall
Under the Autumn sky
With victory song behind shield-wall strong
They slashed and they battered with pride
Over river and stream and through forest and field
They marched with fire in their eyes
Wiping the sweat from their brows
For miles they had fared and no effort was spared
On the day when our England died
Over river and stream and through forest and field
We'll march with fire in our eyes
Like the forefathers of old
For miles we shall fare and no effort we'll spare
Till the day when our England's revived
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
The sun rose over the wasteland*
As far as the eye can see
Sand fills the vast plains of Serkland
It's vultures jeering at me
But they can circle until they drop dead
I have not come this far
To end, but to pursue my own thread
To join The Varangian Guard
Guards of glory and of might
Red as blood and black as night
Flies our banner as we march
In the East, for the king of the Greek
There's men of the cross and the hammer
A few of the moon crescent
Men simply searching for glamour
Some concealing their royal descent
The axe-bearing foreigners they have aptly named us
All we've come from afar
Diversity is what unites us
We are The Varangian Guard
Guards of glory and of might
Red as blood and black as night
Flies our banner as we march
In the East, for the king of the Greek
Miklagard, in the second indinction, in the 6542 year of the world
To Holmgard and beyond
This is where the winds have us guided
For fame and for gold
We once set sails for these lands unknown
Guards of glory and of might
Red as blood and black as night
Flies our banner as we march
In the East, for the king of the Greek
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
I've marched through the mud
Under the lash of a thousand ruins
I've marched across the sands
Of Lybia, to battles a world away...
My body bears the scars
Of swords and spears that missed
Enemy at rows that failed to kill -
For the wings of Aquila protect me...
I marched for Rome
In the ranks of the 6th Ferrata:
I bore the standard high
Of the fighting ironblades!
Under the wings of Aquila
I've never known no fear!
Under the wings of Aquila
Victory was ours to claim!
I can still hear the thunder
Of Marius' voice barking orders
O'er the mighty din of war
In the black forests of Germania:
"You are the ironblades!
Hold the line! Raise your spears!
Fight until the end
Or 'ere Aquila's wings are red!"
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Farewell my last dear breathe of green
Aranen's flag fights cold icy winds
White River flow, you led our way
Now a new wild path to the fair plain
Skylords arise
Your thunders are quaking my soul
Rage of the Heavens... storm!
In me now it pounds your great force
One more time
We turn back sad but proud
Just silence and grey rock
Towards the last known town
In ages of hate and raging swords
Along these grey plains so wild and cold
The armies of dragons, elves and men
All stormed the dark gates of a thousand hells
And now we'll declare eternal war
To every damned new hellish lord
On the way to Ainor
dark hells beware
The angels are calling my name
A sacred fate for whom
Was born as half demon, half man
One more time
We turn back sad but proud
Just silence and grey rock
Towards the last known town
In ages of hate and raging swords
Along these grey plains so wild and cold
The armies of dragons, elves and men
All stormed the dark gates of a thousand hells
And now we'll declare eternal war
To every damned new hellish lord
On the way to Ainor
In ages of hate and raging swords
Along these grey plains so wild and cold
The armies of dragons, elves and men
All stormed the dark gates of a thousand hells
And now we'll declare eternal war
To every damned new hellish lord
On the way to Ainor
In ages of hate and raging swords
Along these grey plains so wild and cold
The armies of dragons, elves and men
All stormed the dark gates of a thousand hells
And now we'll declare eternal war
To every damned new hellish lord
On the way to Ainor
[/spoiler]
Edited by dx144, 19 November 2014 - 02:35 PM.
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Paved was his road with the golden bricks,
To the glory and to the fame.
Yesterday's hero sits quiet and low.
Promises of future lies shattered like broken glass.
Lonely and crippled roaming in,
Gutters like a shadow of his past.
Reminiscing along nostalgia's lane.
Telling the children stories is his only joy.
Shyly sneaking through crowds,
Almost unnoticed passing by.
Prince of misfortunate fate is he.
Enduring poverty's yoke,
With a bitter sigh.
A Beggar Hero he is.
Once a brave captain now but a
Fallen knight of misery and pain.
Starving through days and freezing through nights.
Seeing the young soldiers walk by with a mocking smile.
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Out of the darkness we will rise
Into the light we will dwell
We came to rule the world with muse in arms
We are the clouds in the skies
We are the storm and the tides
We are the wind and the rain
The sun and moon
And the end of all time
We are the gods of the new world order
We are the soldiers the legion of light
We are the centre, the death of the sun
Fire and flame, we are one (X2)
Out of the darkness we will rise
Into the light we will dwell
We came to burn the earth with muse in arms
We are the source of all sin
We are the star and the sky
the death and rebirth of the light
The sun and moon
The end of all time
We are the gods of the new world order
We are the soldiers the legion of light
We are the centre, the death of the sun
Fire and flame, we are one (X2)
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
I want to live in fire
With all the taste I desire
It's all good if you let me dive
With some sharks on the ground
You lose your routine
You lose your routine
You lose your routine
'Cause I found my path
What the hell are you trying?
Now I know there is something more
What happened to you?
Still standing on my path
Are you still denying?
Now I know there is something more
That this is the truth
It's all in you!
What do you come for?
What did you expect to find?
What do you live for?
What did you expect to find?
What do you live for?
What did you expect to find?
What do you live for?
What did you expect to find?
So boundless I feel
And boundless all my fears
Stop running back to old times
Stop running back to old times
You lose your routine...
'Cause I found my path
What the hell are you trying?
Now I know there is something more
What happened to you?
Still standing on my path
Are you still denying?
Now I know there is something more
That this is the truth
It's all in you!
What the hell are you trying?
Now I know there is something more
What happened to you?
Still standing on my path
Are you still denying?
Now I know there is something more
That this is the truth
It's all in you!
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
He hung on the windswept world tree
Whose roots no one knows
For nine whole days he hung there pierced
By Gugnir, his spear
Swimming in pain he peered into the depths
And cried out in agony
Reaching out he grasped the runes
Before falling back from the abyss
He gave himself unto himself
In a world of sheering pain
So that we all may live our lives
By the wisdom that he gained
You doubted him, and spread their lies
Across the world, with sword in hand
You *CENSORED* our souls, and stole our right
All for the words of mild-mannered man
You listened to mild-mannered god
And put your faith in deceitful words
Your powertrip was paid by blood
In kindness' name you spilled our blood
I refuse to submit
To the god you say is kind
I know what's right, and it is time
It's time to fight, and free our minds
Let me die without fear!
As I have lived without it
So shut your mouth and spare my ears
I'm fed up with all your bullshit
After a thousand years of oppression
Let the berserks rise again
Let the world hear these words once more:
"Save us, oh lord, from the wrath of the Norseman"
Our spritis were forged in snow and ice
To bend like steel forged over fire
We were not made to bend like reed
Or turn the other cheek
He grasped the runes, they're ours to use
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
tand or fall, live or die (Stand)
Strong and true to the end (Now)
Fly the flag, let them see (Sky)
We will never bend the knee (Don't fail)
We are the last of all (Here)
If we give way we lose (No)
So can you stand with me? (We can)
Will you now pay your dues (Hai)
The tales they tell, of how we stand this day
We that defend our cause
Will last a thousand years
Come now the dogs of war
Break or hold, die or kill (Live)
Try or fail, or succeed (Fight)
We must be an iron wall (Hold)
When the heart receives the call (We go)
We are the least of them (Fight)
We are few, but we are brave (Yes)
So can you stand with me (We Will)
If it leads you to your grave (Hai)
The tales they tell, of how we stood this day
We few that know the law
Will last a thousand years
Hear now the dogs of war
Sun is set, darkness falls (See)
Now comes the enemy (Beware)
Draw sword and shield defy (Hai)
All their wives must scream and cry (Stand fast)
We are the last hope now (Last)
Of all our people fair, so will you die with me (We do)
Will you now do your share (Hai)
The tales they tell, of what we do this day
We that guard the door
WIll last a thousand years
Let go the dogs of war
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Sing for your tears
a song of the hatred
No one can hear
'cause your life is forgotten
I want to give my life to you
but my will is tied with puppet strings
I am fighting and screaming alone
inside this empty room
They let you down, threw you in the rain
They let you down, sent you away... without a name
The night is dark when you're alone
and sometimes it can be so cruel
The rain keeps falling on me so coldly
'cause your wishes didn't come true
Nothing seems real anymore
as I dive into the sea of lies
I don't understand this sorrow
that keeps me sane
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Der Tag glühend heiß, oder eiskalt die Nacht,
Bestaubt sind die Gesichter, doch froh ist unser Sinn, ja, unser Sinn.
Es braust unser Panzer im Sturmwind dahin. (x2)
Mit donnerndem Motor, geschwind wie der Blitz,
Dem Feinde entgegen, im Panzer geschützt
Voraus den Kameraden, Im Kampfe ganz allein, Ja ganz allein.
So stoßen wir tief in die feindlichen Reih'n! (x2)
Wenn vor uns ein feindlicher Panzer erscheint,
Wird Vollgas gegeben und ran an den Feind.
Was gilt denn unser Leben für uns'res Reiches Heer? Ja, Reiches Heer.
Für Deutschland zu sterben ist unsre höchste Ehr'. (x2)
Mit Sperren und Minen hält der Gegner uns auf,
Wir lachen darüber und fahren nicht drauf.
Und droh'n vor uns Geschütze Versteckt im gelben Sand, Ja, gelben Sand.
Wir suchen uns Wege, die keiner sonst fand. (x2)
Und läßt uns im Stich einst das treulose Glück,
Und kehren wir nicht mehr zur Heimat zurück,
Trifft uns die Todeskugel, ruft uns das Schicksal ab, Ja, Schicksal ab.
Dann wird unser Panzer ein ehernes Grab! (x2)
[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Panzerlied Lyrics Translation]
If it storms or snows, or the sun smiles on us,
The day burning hot, or the icy cold of night.
Dusty are our faces, but happy is our mind, yes, our mind.
Then roar our tanks in the storm's wind. (x2)
With thundering engines, as fast as lightning,
Towards the enemy, sheltered in the tank,
Ahead of our comrades, In the fight all alone, yes all alone.
So we push deep into the enemy lines! (x2)
When before us a hostile tank appears,
Full throttle is given and we close with the enemy.
What does our life matter but for the Reich's army? Yes, Reich's army.
To die for Germany is our highest honor. (x2)
With obstacles and mines the foe blocks our path,
We laugh about it and don't drive upon them.
And the threat of cannons that are hidden in the yellow sand, yes, yellow sand
We search for ways, that no one else found. (x2)
And if we are abandoned by treacherous luck,
And if we don't return home again,
If death's bullet finds us, and fate calls us away, yes, us away.
Then our tank shall become an honorable grave! (x2)
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
Walking stiff let me tell ya
Better left for dead
And now we are on a mission
Well it's full speed ahead
My legion's when we do the crime
Let's get one thing straight
To get there early is on time
And showing up on time is late
Ladies and gents, we're still alive
By the skin of our teeth, now it's killing time
Angel in our pocket, devil by our side
We ain't going nowhere 'cause heroes never die
Still alive
Blood of heroes
Never die
They never die
We've been run down every hill
Chased up all the dead end streets
But if you try to cut us out
You'll get a kick in the teeth
Ladies and gents, we're still alive
By the skin of our teeth, now it's killing time
Fasten up your head belts,
Time to ride the skies
It's time to be immortal, 'cause heroes never die
[/spoiler]
"You fiend, have I never encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?" - The Baby-Eating Bishop of Bath and Wells
