Raise the sails, and lift the anchor. Prepare the oars and fill the chests, With gold and jewels, Stolen and killed. Set sail to plunder, Let blood be shed, The moon is our guide, The stars are our quest, Sharpen your axe's, Forge your blades, Your eyes seek glory, Your heart wants death. Listen to the horn, The crack of thunder, The screams of women, The cries of regret. Look around at fire and ash, A corpse on the ground, A house crumbled down. Our eyes burn with rage, An anger unquenched, We thirst for bloodshed, We are shadows undead Beg not for mercy, Nor payment of gold, we will scewer your head, And take all that is left. Run children run, The forests will save you, We shall set loose our wolves, And hunt you till noon. Your walls will fall, Your keeps will fail, Our ships have been released, The sails have caught, The sour breath of death, The glitter red eyes of doom, The stone heart of shadow, And the ice cold touch, Of demises wrath.
"..Then it is fulfilled Hlín's second penalty, when Odin goes to fight with the wolf, and Beli's killer brilliant, against Surtr then it will fall Frigga's sweet companion.." - Völuspá
Oh great Algo Rythm hear my humble plea, bless these sounds so that they may travel far.
Vibrante ! Arrebatadora !
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👌👉Magistral 😉👌 Honneur à nos Ancêtres
Il sont magiques 🌀à découvrir
Raise the sails, and lift the anchor.
Prepare the oars and fill the chests,
With gold and jewels,
Stolen and killed.
Set sail to plunder,
Let blood be shed,
The moon is our guide,
The stars are our quest,
Sharpen your axe's,
Forge your blades,
Your eyes seek glory,
Your heart wants death.
Listen to the horn,
The crack of thunder,
The screams of women,
The cries of regret.
Look around at fire and ash,
A corpse on the ground,
A house crumbled down.
Our eyes burn with rage,
An anger unquenched,
We thirst for bloodshed,
We are shadows undead
Beg not for mercy,
Nor payment of gold,
we will scewer your head,
And take all that is left.
Run children run,
The forests will save you,
We shall set loose our wolves,
And hunt you till noon.
Your walls will fall,
Your keeps will fail,
Our ships have been released,
The sails have caught,
The sour breath of death,
The glitter red eyes of doom,
The stone heart of shadow,
And the ice cold touch,
Of demises wrath.
"..Then it is fulfilled
Hlín's second penalty,
when Odin goes
to fight with the wolf,
and Beli's killer
brilliant, against Surtr
then it will fall
Frigga's sweet companion.." - Völuspá
Fenrrir 🐺🐺🐺
Well done friend it's amazing how you can do such good music it's so easy to imagine a story with your songs it's gest incredibly!! Good work 😁
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Why only 410 subscribers? Why? This is some kind of joke? I know, This channel is very "young", but pretty cool after all.
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Great job, love the atmosphere!
Vibe bruh vibe!
Greetings people of the North woden returns peace to friends,🖕to foe❤💯
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