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Varanger
04:25
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We bring the shadow sky
We set the land afire
Archers, loose your arrows
They've built their funeral pyre
The wind carries stories of glory home
Go forth
Tell the world
We are come
The Varanger rides again
Go forth
Gather the storm
We are come
The Varanger rides again
Fear not the sounds of the war machines
Ire sparked at the will of the Byzantine
We will leave our mark
upon this land
The wind carries stories of glory home
Go forth
Tell the world
We are come
The Varanger rides again
Go forth
Gather the storm
We are come
The Varanger rides again
So what will you do
You kings of kings
Crowns of thorns upon your pretty heads?
So what will you do
When you hear the screams
Echoing from the trees?
Run, Run, Run
Fall to your knees
You could never escape me
Hold your tongue
Realize
You could never defeat me
Go forth
Tell the world
We are come
The Varanger rides again
Go forth
Gather the storm
We are come
The Varanger rides again
Run, Run, Run
Fall to your knees
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2. |
Fly Ravens Fly!
04:19
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Go forth and tell to me
Midgaard and all it's stories
Be my eyes so I may see
Strong men in all their glories
Yet a sense of honor fades
And a sense of weakness rules
Stupidity pervades
The righteous used as tools
This world is torn asunder
Have you forgotten me?
This world is ripped to shreds
How could you have forgotten me?
Fly Ravens, Fly!
Tell me what you see
Fly Ravens, Fly!
Bring this world to me
So what is this you see?
Still a few stand strong and proud
Refuse the bended knee
Standing proud among the crowd
They praise my name
They honor the ancestors
These are my children
The righteous and protectors
This world is torn asunder
Have you forgotten me?
This world is ripped to shreds
How could you have forgotten me?
Fly Ravens, Fly!
Tell me what you see
Fly Ravens, Fly!
Bring this world to me
Lo! And Behold!
This is what man has come to
Praise the few, and raise the fallen
Sound the warhorn of my children
Fly Ravens, Fly!
Tell me what you see
Fly Ravens, Fly!
Bring this world to me
Fly Ravens, Fly!
This world is on it's knees
Fly Ravens, Fly!
The strong shall be set free
Lo! And Behold!
This is what man has come to
Praise the few, and raise the fallen
Sound the warhorn of my children
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3. |
Sahti
04:37
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Sahti!
Sahti!
Drink it down
Pass it 'round
Spilled from cups long ago
For the ancestors in the ground
Sahti!
Drink it down,
And pass it around
The Gods will praise who drinks to fame
Come on! Let's make 'em proud
Sahti! x4
Come my friends, come together
With hopes that we may live forever
Yet this night will soon fade away!
So drink it down, yes have another
Arm in arm you'll call me brother
Let us drink until our feet betray!
Dancing round in firelight
Gods help us, no end in sight
Beauties, Vixens fill the night
Sahti!
Drink it down
Pass it 'round
Spilled from cups long ago
For the ancestors in the ground
Sahti!
Drink it down,
And pass it around
The Gods will praise who drinks to fame
Come on! Let's make 'em proud
Sahti!
Spill your cups and share the spoils
Here, my friends, we live like royals
Dance and sing and fight and drink
Oh what it is to live like me!
We sing of glories, battles past
But old Ragnar can kiss my ass
The Gods love those who drink the Mead
But more Sahti is what I need!
Dancing round in firelight
Gods help us no end in sight
Beauties, Vixens fill the night
Ha-HA!
Sahti!
Drink it down
Pass it 'round
Spilled from cups long ago
For the ancestors in the ground
Sahti!
Drink it down,
And pass it around
The Gods will praise who drinks to fame
Come on! Let's make 'em proud
Sahti! Drink it down
Sahti! Pass it round
Now my friends, we're falling down
Drink that's spilled has soaked the ground
Every man here wears a crown
But you touch my drink, you'll hit the ground
Lo, here comes the light of day
Barmaid is this village lay
Drain your horns, the Sahti's gone
Stumble into break of dawn
Dancing round in firelight
Gods help us no end in sight
Beauties, Vixens fill the night
Ha-HA!
Sahti!
Drink it down
Pass it 'round
Spilled from cups long ago
For the ancestors in the ground
Sahti!
Drink it down,
And pass it around
The Gods will praise who drinks to fame
Come on! Let's make 'em proud
Sahti!
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4. |
10 Years Time
04:44
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Suffer in the name of god
Suffer for the cursed son
Suffer for the whore mother
You spread your love through hate and fear
Why have you come
This is my ancestral home
You cannot take it
It's mine by rite
You think you're so damn significant
In the eye of Odin you're but a spark
He tells me bide my time, enjoy my wine
And soon I'll run you through, SWINE!
Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?
Light the fires
Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?
For 10 years time
I've watched my people burn
You light the fires
And we scream in turn
You bring your empire
We'll bring out steel
Enough of this bullshit, you're pigs
and you'll fucking squeal
Suffer in the name of god
Suffer for the cursed son
Suffer for the whore mother
You spread your love through hate and fear
There'll be no pity
No fear of retribution
No vengeful hand of god
Handing down my execution
My gods they cheer me on
As a blood stained grin absolves my sin
See what you've done
You've freed the beast within us all
For 10 years time
I've watched my people burn
You light the fires
And we scream in turn
You bring your empire
We'll bring out steel
Enough of this bullshit, you're pigs
and you'll fucking squeal
AHHHHHHHH
My brothers
Do you stand with me?
*musical break*
We stand the victors
Brothers united, we stand as one
Can you hear it?
The silence?
No more whips, no more chains...
I can see the lake from here
We're not far now though we're far from home
And still the ash rains down
As we pull false king from throne
I plunge into her depths
To wash away this baptism
And still the vultures
They rip flesh from shattered bone
We reject your dissolution
Our temples, they stand high
Kind is met with kind in turn
Fair enough that you should die
We stand here with pride intact
All the world is at our backs
A different breed from different seed
A hellion born from each of me
For 10 years time
I've watched my people burn
You light the fires
And we scream in turn
You bring your empire
We'll bring out steel
Enough of this bullshit, you're pigs
and you'll fucking squeal
For 10 years time
I watched my people burn
There's no more fires
It's your time to burn
You brought your empire
We brought our steel
We are the Northmen
And you fucking squealed
You call it sin
We call it revolution
We will suffer no more
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5. |
Curse of the Swamp
03:17
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Hailing from the Swampland
Blackened beasts, we Reign
Blood of Northmen coursing
Through our Viking veins
Wartorn steel is flying
Shattered, bruised we march
Under our Styrsman we stand tall!
Black Wolves with painted Shields
Unwillingness to kneel
Unbroken Brotherhood
Is what we feel
And all the world will know the cry of MYRRLAG!!
A testament to what man is meant to be
The Ancients call to us, we answer willingly
Look in our eyes you'll see who is really free
War and Hearth are standing
Hand in hand and yet
We've still much to learn
Let us not forget
Where we come from; Where we've been
I know that
We will not be here again
Black Wolves with painted Shields
Unwillingness to kneel
Unbroken Brotherhood
Is what we feel
And all the world will know the cry of MYRRLAG!!
A testament to what man is meant to be
The Ancients call to us, we answer willingly
Look in our eyes you'll see who is really free
We've far to go and yet we've come so far
But I promise this dear hearts
We take pride in every scar
Through Storm and Styrs we strive
For all that we're meant to be
Earth will shake as thunder cracks
With Myrrlag there for all to see
And all the world will know the cry of MYRRLAG!!
A testament to what man is meant to be
The Ancients call to us, we answer willingly
Look in our eyes you'll see who is really free
.. The cry of Myrrlag
A testament to what man is meant to be
Dragon Hearts, no peer
Scream it loud my brothers:
... ... ... WE OUT HERE!!!
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6. |
New Stars to Follow
04:38
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You smiled as the symphonies of suffering reached your ears
Misery layering upon deafening years
You danced in the moonlight
Oh the shadows you cast
While the stars overhead shone like halos of the past
Storm clouds gathered and the fogs dispersed
As you lived your life like a whimsical verse
I clawed and I begged for my very own curse
Every scream, every cry nailing shut my hearse
I was forced to live
At the whim of the wind as you lived in sin
Desperately calling out
Can we live again?
I followed my stars, was it war?
Was it worth my very soul?
This wretched whore?
I had to learn to live again
How to lose and not to win
Recede into myself and find new stars to follow
I had to bury myself in
A pyre of your sin
Recede into myself and find new stars to follow
Countless nights you've spent in my nook
As I rip each page from your miserable book
Sex as a weapon, Orgasm your wrath
Shuddering bodies as bricks on your path!
The rolling of hips as your wings are clipped
Visions of Valkyries much like nymphs
Screams illustrate your hearts eclipse
As ecstacy courses my mind in fits
I was forced to live
At the whim of the wind as you lived in sin
Desperately calling out
Can we live again?
I followed my stars, was it war?
Was it worth my very soul?
This wretched whore?
I had to learn to live again
How to lose and not to win
Recede into myself and find new stars to follow
I had to bury myself in
A pyre of your sin
Recede into myself and find new stars to follow
Abandoned
My heart is torn from my chest
This, written in stone
This curse, in Runic, my bone
Carved into my flesh
Forever impressed
Morality's Vixen in death
OH!!!
What life is given in turn
When one life that's given is burned?
Who is it we are to choose
What life that's given is spurned?
What life is given in turn
When one life that's given is burned?
Who is it we are to choose
What life that's given is spurned?
I was forced to live
At the whim of the wind as you lived in sin
Desperately calling out
Can we live again?
I followed my stars, was it war?
Was it worth my very soul?
This wretched whore?
I had to learn to live again
How to lose and not to win
Recede into myself and find new stars to follow
I had to bury myself in
A pyre of your sin
Recede into myself and find new stars to follow
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7. |
Hadrian's Wall
05:50
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I can still see it...
Soft rains cool upon my cheek...
Large men in armor
crack whips against flesh too weak...
They raise high a wall...
Broken, distorted, I hear a call.
An order to shut the gates,
Seal off the realm of Gaul!
Too young was I to know
of a place I was not meant to go.
Stories told of a far off land
Just beyond the pride of man.
I learned the words of Elders
These men, they thought of us as beasts
A fire lit to burn us down,
To stomp out our disease.
Winters came and fires died,
or at least that's how I felt inside.
But I resolved within myself
that I would taste the Roman sky.
My Gods it feels good
to be the man I am with pride!
Roman hearts shoved in the dirt,
My Fathers land is where I'll die!
Belenus will shine on me,
and Sirona will set us free!
All the world will cease to be
With Roman Scum on bended knee!
I was cursed with a longing
for a land that I might never know.
The forest folk, they whispered:
"See that they do reap what's sown.
Your land was taken,
you were far to young to know.
But in the fields they rest so easy,
your sons are meant to grow."
I wrote it on the wind,
my brothers, free of sin.
When Northern tribes unite,
my sons would taste the Roman sky.
My Gods it feels good
to be the man I am with pride!
Roman hearts shoved in the dirt,
My Fathers land is where I'll die!
Belenus will shine on me,
and Sirona will set us free!
All the world will cease to be
With Roman Scum on bended knee!
AND WE CHARGE!!!
Burn the gates of sodomy!
Rend their flesh from their bones,
Remember how they took your homes!
A fortress fallen, a General slain,
Filthy yourselves as you clean this stain!
Your sons will write this, you felt no pain!
Pour onto the streets as the Roman Bane!
I lay on my back, a sigh of relief,
The forest folk, they sing of me.
I smile, though in disbelief.
I've fallen but my sons can breathe!
My Gods it feels good
to be the man I am with pride!
Roman hearts shoved in the dirt,
My Fathers land is where I'll die!
Belenus will shine on me,
and Sirona will set us free!
All the world will cease to be
With Roman Scum on bended knee!
My Gods it feels good
to be the man I am with pride!
Roman blood has stained the dirt,
My Fathers land is where I die!
Belenus has shone on me,
and Sirona has set us free!
All the world has ceased to be,
My sons can fucking BREATHEEE!!!
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8. |
Fields of Misery
05:13
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Footwork etched into the ground,
His only thought, make Father proud!
With trusty stick he learns to fight,
Slaying the air with all his might!
He learns the craft for heart and home,
Giving himself to keep his own,
The boy stands tall but he stands alone,
For his Father has left the seeds He's sown
Can you hear it?
The fields call to him...
Winters pass and muscles grow,
A harshness builds like the winter snow!
He's trained his life, this is all he knows
This year he gets to fight!
Off to war, do his Father proud
His mother smiles so her screams are drowned
He takes in hand his Father's blade
It will sing for him, a King he'll make!
Can you hear it?
The fields call to him...
But Lo, He has fallen!
He's down on his knees
In the Fields Of Misery!
His eyes scan horizon
For the wings of the valkyrie,
But none will come!
His song has not yet been sung!
He's up off his knees
His Father arisen
On the Fields Of Misery!
His eyes scan horizon
For the wings of the valkyrie,
But not for Pity
and not for Pride
But to thank for the fire lit inside!!!
The young boy returns,
Something familiar in his eyes
A look his Mother hasn't seen in far too long a time
She runs,
Embraces her son,
Hands running over each and every scar.
The boy smiles
A devilish grin,
And for once, her husband doesnt seem so far away
He quickly rises like the tide
A raging ocean caged inside
No more will he be cast aside
Watch him as he rides the sky
The training ever more intense
Forgets his Father's final wish
All those years of sacrifice
It crumbles into this!!!
His Mother looks on in horror
To afraid to intervene
Once again, He's risen before her
A Madman, joy from weaker screams
But Lo, He has fallen!
He's down on his knees
In the Fields Of Misery!
His eyes scan horizon
For the wings of the valkyrie,
But none will come
Though his song has been sung!
So here he crumbles,
His life like a dream,
On the Fields Of Misery.
He's not coming home,
And there will be no feast
Save for the falling
Of this kind of beast
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Varanger Sanford, Florida
Varanger (pronounced Ver-an-gar) is an extreme metal band from the Central Florida area. The band incorporates many different musical styles into its music which creates a massive sound, captivating melodies and an unforgettable performance.
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