Waves high and mighty, she must bear this way –
Our ship makes a road through the waters are grey,
Storm gods they are playing above in the sky,
Eyes at the horison we hear their wild cry.
Damned be our enemies, dratted their wives,
Powerfull ones are approaching to fight,
Covered with proud, no fear there's to feel,
Ships ride to the sun through the winds of the sea.
Who will be able to stop our fists,
Who will be able to find us in a mist,
Who will be able to end our lives –
Nobody will though they have a chance to try.
There's no tomorrow for them, they will fail,
Days of a punishment, days of a pain,
Sworn to avenge for our fathers are gone
By hands of those who pray to the false gods.
Never to kneel! Can you hear our loud call?
Fathers from Valhalla send us their long roar.
Look, there's a land! Soon we'll bath in their blood,
No graves for the bastards – they'll die in the mud!
Solemn
My only thruth again is hidden,
Thou, that way is forbidden
For thee to enter what is locked,
For thee, my dear, even to talk
Of things are solemn, are so mighty,
That each of them, I know, shall fight thee
When thou just touchth the ancient doors...
At morning I shall find thy corpse
And maybe shed a tear for thee,
And bring thy body to the sea,
I'll build a barrow of the waters grey
And for thy damned soul I shall pray...
A visit in her room
My narrow bed, the room is gloom,
I see his shade becomes to loom
Across the window opened wide,
A candle faded – no more light.
A wind is blowing, roaring there,
But all around me, everywhere,
Is still – I hear my own heart' beat,
I have to greet him, try to sit.
But it's too late – my love is near,
Beside me there's the one – My Dear,
His wild desire for me is clear,
I will be his and now and here!
I feel his hands upon my chest,
My Dear, my lover, my carnal guest,
A lovely touch of his white teeth –
It offers my an ecstasy, but peace...
Days
It falls... Still falls onto the ground.
It brings... Yes, brings a pain for me,
But I still want this silver shroud
To build my new life from the dreams.
What comes like snow, what comes like ice
And covers me, yet caresses perfect skin
And I feel more than pain, I rise
Up to illusions are so thin...
Enough
A Cry of Forest, a Weep of the Sky –
Are things I will show you, if only I'll try.
I'm a Dancer of Sadness, I gather the Thorns,
For you in thy Beauty I'm Face of a Loath.
Raise white head for wisdom, see, this is no Light.
I'll show you my kingdom – a Star's Way in the Night.
Just follow me ugly – my soul you can't see,
Enough these desires which brang thou here.
The steps to a Deep Void where waters are clear
I want you to drink some, no poison, don't fear.
See Dragon left traces against a New Time,
Their Christ won't be able to bear all this Prime...
Some morbid things
No wealth!
Worms – all over the earth
Fear – into our brains
Hate – it rules our souls
Pain – it lives in our hearts...
As mothers leave their children to rot,
Smothered by their fathers
As wives kill their husbands with wrath
Internecine carnage
At a child that mourns his little doll
The blood red skies look
Decreptitude of oldmen, a touch of cold
Decay, fleshpiles, a new serum
Multifarious games with Death we play
What kind of weapon do you keep?
Asomuses are born with cutters in their hands
Cot death for others when they sleep
Crying upon the graves – the perspiuous losses
Discharge with bloodtears
Expectations are quashed, Life is doomed
With its opened fauces, to bleed
The fetid things all around you live,
Upon the bones you walk
"Bloodsucking flies" – people are called
Disruption of their souls
No fun!
Bitterness – into my soul
Pain – rubbed in my face
Steelbath – to make me strong
Bloodbath – to help me forget...
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