I am chanting a Rune Song Carved spell on a moon rock On our proud great vast land You were gathered at night where we attacked
My chant, goes relentless Moon’s shining in blood red Your souls has escaped Sky stallions are carrying the brave
I see you scattered to the ground, no wounds on your back You died where you stand, by the cross, by the axe Defending your folk, sworn faith to the gods That you shall find again on Ragnarok’s day
Stay put on your sword and fight on, by the gods My arms holds your blood, on winter’s cruel cold Listen to the Rune Song and fear not Midgard’s giants’ size My chanting is magic that calls you all again to…rise!
Oh, remember that time is thinner than ice The bold and the brave from death shall escape All Father knows when our battle will end We all have been summoned on this final glorious day
Now stand next to me Gather your swords, gather your shields Get prepared till that day When All Father shall prevail
This hate inside me It is constantly growing Years of hollow lies Made pagan hatred rise
They came with their troops Destroying land and roots Abominations under the sun They and their poisoned truth
One by one my people fell Under their deceptive spell How many sons of the
North had to fall?
Before our eyes could see This isn’t how it should be!
“Under the Northern star
We shed our blood With the call of a battle horn We raise our swords
Behind the fields of blood There’s a haven for us Deep in the woods of the North Rises the Heathen Throne”
Under the Northern star
We shed our blood With the call of a battle horn We raise our swords
“Under the Northern star
We shed our blood With the call of a battle horn We raise our swords
Behind the fields of blood There’s a haven for us Deep in the woods of the North Rises the Heathen Throne”
Upholder of the skies For too long has your name been despised Give us your strength and courage When we meet our nemesis On the shores that used to be The place we called home
Our land and faith are raped Somehow they’re going to pay
Grant us your revenge We are not afraid of death Let none of them ever more, ever more Lay a hopeful gaze upon the sky…upon the sky!
“Under the Northern star
We shed our blood With the call of a battle horn We raise our swords
Behind the fields of blood There’s a haven for us Deep in the woods of the North Rises the Heathen Throne”
Yllä harmaan korven korpit laulaa Hurme tämän kansan roudan sulattaa Katso kuinka hohkaa kansi taivaan Kutsuu se meitä Tumman Virran Taa Heikot vaipuu kuohuun sysimustaan Sankarit kun astuu joen rantaan Halki iäisyyden laulu raikaa Kutsuu se veljiä Tumman Virran Taa
Could my ruin have come My day of trouble have arrived In these tuonele cabins
These abodes of the dead land?
Far beyond the dark stream pagan souls will
Roam those cold lands wild and free Wait for the sign; a blood red sky Then beyond the dark stream we will ride
The path of mortals So narrow and brutal Only bravest of them all
Will find true valor
Decaying souls of men Who trust in false omens Will drown in the stream
With their untrue beliefs
He’s been drifting
For so long Searching for the land Where heroes roam
In the horizon The last ray of light A breeze from the other side Before he dies
Dividing walls of stone Eternal Heathen Throne Beneath the cold starlight Revealed for the purest sight
Through constant affliction
Towards alleviations When a searing star is near Carry on, you’re almost here
Far beyond the dark stream we’ll meet again
Across the wilderness and we will be home Gather your strength, don’t be afraid Far beyond the dark stream, we’ll meet again
The Longest Journey of them all Has to be made all alone
A flame in the skyline reaching the stars
Guiding the seeker through the night!
Far beyond the dark stream we’ll meet again
Across the wilderness and we will be home Gather your strength, don’t be afraid Far beyond the dark stream, we’ll meet again
Not just for victory,
not just to crush your enemy
Not just for heir to be,
but for this moment and to fight the injustice…
It was written long ago
This is what I’ve been told An army came across the sea To conquer this low land
They lured with their lies
Shouting “Peasants, kneel or die!”
Outnumbered, undaunted War cry rose to the skies
On the homeland of the raven Where the eagles scream at daybreak And the clang and clash of armies Beautiful the strife for conquest
Rain…came over to the north Flood of lies…to drown the old gods A storm rose…within the hearts of enslaved Ode…for My Ancestors’ Blood
The seer foresaw The curse from above Like a roar of approaching giant horde In the moors and in the marshes On the borders of the woodlands They marched like approaching giant horde
When I yield my life forever
Bravely will I fall in battle
Fall upon the field of glory
Beautiful to die in armor
Rain…came over to the north Flood of lies…to drown the old gods A storm rose…within the hearts of enslaved Ode…for My Ancestors’ Blood
…
The darkest hour, the hopeless time
Is always before the rise of the dawn
Find your courage to stand against a stream
The fairest they speak when the falsest they think
When mouths of men speak the words of gods The truth will never be enough for anyone
When you reach the peak of the highest mountain
Proudly plant the flag of the heathen Defiance
When mouths of men speak the words of gods The truth will never be enough for anyone
When you reach the peak of the highest mountain
Proudly plant the flag of the heathen Defiance
Wielded lashes, pyres flame, gloomy gallows
Tormented ones, brave and free
Screams echo in time
Not one unjust deed goes unpunished
No blood is shed in vain under the reborn thunder sign
I know we will
Claim the throne and kill
They asked for war so we will give them one
The one to end it all
Reckoning with blood
Stop the madness that’s gone on for centuries
From the ashes of the ancient blood and wisdom
The children of thunder will rise again
From the ashes of the ancient blood and wisdom
The children of thunder will rise again
In a storm of obloquy, my sons stand strong
Marshall the forces, gather up weapons for the last war to come
Who is so righteous, un-corrupted, to condemn and Dominate
With truth and not with illusions
Not driven by the greed to be enthroned and rule?
Havoc no more
The reign of men
From the ashes of the ancient blood and wisdom
The children of thunder will rise again
From the ashes of the ancient blood and wisdom
The children of thunder will rise again
When mouths of men speak the words of gods The truth will never be enough for anyone
So while Vikingbard’s following is still small, our music has managed to reach people all across the globe. Not merely here at home in the US, but in Canada, South America, and Europe (fun fact, the countries where our music has reached in Europe are countries where Norsemen either lived – like Sweden and Iceland – or visited, such as Greece and England)!
So stoked for this! Thank you, Vikingbard fans, the Bardings, for spreading our music far beyond my own means. And for any metal-heads reading this who haven’t heard of Vikingbard, go check out the debut album Return to Valhalla, available on iTunes, Spotify, Amazon, and Google Play.
Stay metal, my friends, and i’ll see thee in Valhalla
The Eternal Dark Forest, where secrets dwell beneath the shadows of the evergreen trees. Who knows what some wandering hero may find within these glades
Like Rod Stewart said, it has been a long road getting here, but now here we are! The journey that began seven years ago with the founding of Vikingbard, and that became realized in 2016, is now taking its first steps into a larger world. Yes, that’s right, music-lovers, Vikingbard’s debut album Return to Valhalla is now available to the public!
Head on over to iTunes, Spotify, Amazon and Google Play and check out our debut album, rife with grim, frost-bitten, epic, and Nordic-influenced metal.
“Wheel of Sun” (originally by Bathory) by Vikingbard
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