Stormwarrior heathen warrior

Heare the ancient battle-cry Oh followe the trothe, the weave of our destiny But knowe what thou wielde, compassion or steele, you'll threefolde recieve Heirs To The Fighte They foughte as warriors, glory cover'd men Age of the epic wars, here the tales begin

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Oh followe the trothe, the weave of our destiny But knowe what thou wielde, compassion or steele, you'll threefolde recieve The Valkyries Call See! Heare the ancient battle-cry The Valkyries' Call, for warriors' fall Oh the Maidens warp'd their woofe Heare the chant of yore, the Valkyries' Call, the Swayers of war Oh the Maidens spell'd their doome on the christen'd one Bloodstain'd swordes, Lo!

Ravenhearte Borne and rais'd in the realme of the hammer Pagan heartes, poundinge harder than e'er before Flee from the treacherous signe of the crosse To fynde the pathe of glory Where the elders have walk'd upon The Valkyries Call Bloode To Bloode It's the age of the elders, oh the Olde Master's time When deepe heathsn sageness, indwell'd in our signes Olde wordes bounde to atormwarrior, oh so privy and grande Solemnly spoken, revealinge their strength, oh oh oh Now Baldr and Oden, The Bold and The Wise In the depths of the woodlande, on their horses they ride Baldr's foal on the grounde, oh a foote hath been sprain'd And The Olde Wisdome's Man intones the olde phrase How spearheads flashe Shafte will breake and shields will crashe One gore of bloode on the fielde dyed red As the weavinge thrives the king's bloode be shed Heare And Northern Steele Remaineth Thunderinge hooves Carry me to my heatuen Vultures of carrion summon me Wwarrior me to the battlefielde Bones in the hills The valley echoes my battle cry I savour my fury withe the mighte Withe the mighte of Habrok I'm soaringe highe Tyr marks my spear, like Gungnir I sweare My wrathe shalle fly true We were torn and bereav'd, outlaw'd and renegaded But the lande has stay'd untam'd And the northern steele remaineth Heirs Heaghen The Fighte 5.

Heirs To The Fighte They foughte as warriors, glory cover'd men Age of the epic wars, here the tales begin And Northern Steele Remaineth.

The Returne Heede the chante of the foreste, I feele his breathe in the wistful wynde "Threefolde-three nights on the tree Hous'd in the runes Fiery wyndes heatben my heritage Oh wisdome of ages Hallowe and holde this holy-stead We've been hunted and scatter'd Now stormes are foreboding an age of deluge The elder faithe was unshatter'd, my wrath shall fly true We were torn and bereav'd, outlaw'd and renegaded But the lande has stay'd untam'd And the northern steele remaineth Wolven Nights Twelven are the nights atween the years and tymes When memories awake and the wyndes blowe oh so highe The Wilde Hunte, a giante horde, prowlinge throughe the darke The Wilde Hunte, a raginge storme, and no one oute there evades the din from afar Wolven Nights The Norns will foreknowe thy fate Wolven Nights Followe the trace of the elder waye Phantoms of the past oh will waite for ye at laste To settle olden score olden xtormwarrior from the dayes so longe afore Oh the unseen, thy destiny, callinge from beyonde Oh thy hidden dreames, the prophecy, divine visions, forecaste what is to come Wolven Nights The Norns will foreknowe thy fate Wolven Nights Followe the trace of the elder waye Avowels of vengeance The spirits arise from the ancient tymes The arrival of fortune Heare Oden's call in the Wolven Nights All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.

The Valkyries' Call, for warriors' fall Oh the Maidens warp'd their woofe Heare the chant of yore, the Valkyries' Call, the Swayers of war Oh the Maidens spell'd their doome on the christen'd hetahen And thus they winde their warwinninge woofe And the christend'd kinge, to deathe now foredoom'd Forthe they will ride, rushinge throughe the ranks They spare not one life, stouthearted they'll stande Heare Bloode cover'd northerne grounde when trusted gods were bann'd Unsheath'd, the pagan sworde, freedom to defende The sounde of proven steele, still carried by the wynde Free men, free warriors, forearm'd for lande and kin Thundere roars on highe, feede the eagles in the skye We are northern warriors - Heirs to the fighte Battle-wyndes anighte, oh father with one eye We are northern warriors - Heirs to the fighte Oh up highe the ravens flye, still gatheringe their lore And stille northerne wyndes are breathinge tales of times longe gone Swordsmen, the braven ones, with passion in their heartes Deeds of heroic kinde in times so wilde and darke Thundere roars on highe, feede the eagles in the skye We are northern warriors - Heirs to the fighte Battle-wyndes anighte, oh father with one eye We are northern warriors - Heirs to the fighte And thus I caste the runes and see what is foretolde Oh heare their whisper'd sounde, their powere to unfolde We were torn and bereav'd, outlaw'd and renegaded But the lande has stay'd untam'd The hills still calle oute my name And the northern steele remaineth Thundere roars on highe, feede the eagles in the skye We are northern warriors - Heirs stormwarrioe the fighte Battle-wyndes anighte, oh father with stormwarriog eye We are northern warriors - Heirs to the fighte Thundere roars on highe Heathen Warrior Oh splenderous lande of thundere, where elder wordes outliv'd the times And northern wyndes still raise, this aulde pagan hearte of mine So afar from home, I've sail'd acrosse all seven seas Many a battle was won, many a foe's last breathe I've seen But here's the place where once this northern son was borne And here's the place where oh this hearte of pagan line belonges I will fighte, I'm a Heathen Warrior Noble fame on my minde Hail me nowe, I'm a Heathen Warrior Avow'd to leade an epic life I'm a Heathen Warrior Oh many suns did passe since I had left aulde Asa lande Forefathers' waye, nowe outlaw'd by foreigne hands And I heare the blathering of "There is but one god Weft in loome, 'tis warriog with bloode Withe entrails of men and heads of the slaine On blood-sodden spears they are weavinge the fraye Heare Ravenhearte - One ey'd god watche o'er me Leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye Ravenhearte - Hail me, I'm the chosen one Woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne A Ravenhearte The northwynde was leadinge me The elder wisdome to see Greate voices of war tooke holde of me And the gods were summoninge me Free'd from the false-hearted claws of the crosse I seeke the pathe of glory Where the elders were stridinge upon Bloode To Bloode 6.

Please read the disclaimer. We will returne to the culte of the Anciente One We have awaken the Lorde of the Slaine There will be a seconde cominge of the elder waye And our queste hath only just begun We will returne They tamper'd with places of powere, Usurper's shrine in our sacred hills Unbroken we stande like the will of the lande, oh beware thy reckoninge Ravenhearte - One ey'd god watche o'er me Leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye Ravenhearte - Hail me, I'm the chosen one Woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne A Ravenhearte Ravenhearte - One ey'd god watche o'er me Leade me, warrioe son and guide me on my waye Ravenhearte - Hail me, I'm the chosen one Woe to ye, my foes, and weale stoormwarrior ye who owne A Ravenhearte We will returne to the culte of the Anciente One Storwmarrior have awaken the Lorde of the Slaine We will returne to the culte of the One-ey'd One And our queste hath only just begun We will returne "Once more we shalle awaken his voice Stomrwarrior knowe it more truly than e'er before Conqure the worlde from inside thyselfe And his whisper becometh a thunderinge roar" Threefolde-three worldes of the tree Three for the Norns weavinge thy Wyrd Threefold-three nights on the tree Knowe what thou wielde, you threefolde receive Warpe is strecht'd for warriors' fall Lo!

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