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In the clouds above the rain
The breath of the dawn sky
Whispers my name
…it whispers my name
In a time – when the serpent god bled
We lived as heathen kind
Under the great hall of the sky
Under the great hall of the sky
Black frost forms on sails
Your kin fell as we followed your trail
Winter born - let our heathen blood deepen
We lived as heathen kind
Under the great hall of the sky
Winter meets the Sun
With withered heart un-beating
Winter born - let our heathen blood deepen
Wanderer of the dawn
Grasp the earth with Ravens claw
I am the leaf of the forest and the dirge of the night
And the frost of the river valleys
And the stench of the earth
As autumn fades into white
Take this soil as sacred oath
Unchained from the past, untamed
Wanderer of the wastelands
Walk amongst the storm winds
With hunters heart
And mighty hall
Where we live beneath the sky
The Great Hall of the Sky
Winters returning
And the wolves are feasting
And the winds are strong
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Dawn Calling of Thunor
08:35
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When the dawn brings the winds and the veil of the morning stars fades
And the morning dews trace our steps through foreign lands
We gather at the hall and look towards the shining wheel
We light the beacons and the breath of the morning mists rise
Awaken, awaken to the call. Father of the skies, warrior of the shoreline
First breath of the morning skies, bring forth your will and let your darkest ravens fly
bring forth the endstorm!
As we watch from the headlands
And wait for the signs
Our blood will writhe and swell as the oceans rise
And our heathen calls will bring forth the wrath of the true father
Silence will fall across our lands
And the evensong of the field crows fill the air with naked cries
We shall raise the horn of our fathers to the winds
And summon as before the Lord of all Dwellings
As our heritage fades into time and no more of us will call
You will ride the night winds and rejoice in our memory
Our memory
And forever will your spirit ride the winds
And remember us and the Dawn Calling of Thunor
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Eithtelor
07:34
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Mighty Eithtelor you surround me, you are the unrelenting storm
And the manifestation of the Sun.
Mighty Eithtelor you surround me, you are the unrelenting storm
Your shield is my shield and with your axe
You will crack the heavens asunder
born in the fires of the hunters heart
Naked before the pillars of emptiness
The moon is the light in your eye and forever more will you carry me before you
None have honored you before as I and never will
For you are the freezing breath of night
Eithtelor unleash the moonless dark
And tear the fabric of the breathless sky
Unknown to those my enemies
And never will your words strike their hearts with unending life
Your breath fills my lungs
And your fire gives me heart
Gives me strength
I walk alone but you are always with me
I feel your presence unheard, unseen
Your silence is a mountain
And your emptiness is my cloak
Eithtelor walk with me until the Sun warms a quite earth
And I am entombed in hatred
For the vile things that walk around me
So I will embrace the end as a new beginning
Eithtelor walk with me until the Sun warms a quite earth
There I will join you and be everywhere
And know that this is how it should be
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Heathen Lands
05:18
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Ancient blood, sunless dawns
Freezing winds, autumn mourns
Here in heathen lands
Thoughts as thorns
Pierce flesh to bone
Ravens fly
through blackened skies
In my cold heart
Thou art mine enemy
I draw upon the last breath of morning
knowing that you will wither in the dust
I will mix my blood with our pagan soil
My cloak of mists will shroud me (in the vortex winds mists will shroud me)
Born from the union of
wolves and crows
Stone and clay, blood and soil
heathen kings
silent skies
Golden dawns
winters grey
Ravens fly
blood of the earth
Sunwheel burns
Death and rebirth
Offerings I made
Sprits of water
Spirits of air
In Heathen Land
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I am tempest, the bringer of storms
On bitter winds of sunless dawns
Where summer lands are embers dying
Lord of the Suntower
Open wide the gate
And strengthen my will to resist the dread spirits
I draw upon the well spring
For I am the one unseen
We, below the clouds in times of war
Await your return
I am tempest, and the bringer of storms
I am ravens call!
I, the one who calls your name before the terminus
Breath your fire into our hearts and we will follow you towards the Suntowers gates
I am the breath of hollow spirit and the shame of the kinless
I am tempest, and the bringer of storms
I am ravens call!
I, the one who calls your name before the terminus
And the stars did shimmer fiery and heartless
Immediate and inglorious
The moon their mistress had expired
The winds were withered in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perished; Darkness had no heed
And I Am the Winds of the Earth
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Kinsmen carry my body
Raise me high on a bed of shields
Take me to where my fathers lay
…..where my fathers lay.
For this day will be my last
And this day will be my first
In Wodens land
In Wodens land
Where the honored walk the halls
Leave me here to die
Amongst the silent stars
There the Hunter will watch over me
And guard my weary bones
And the wheel of time
Will march over me
As I wait here with those
Those who came before me
All I ask of you my kin
Is to gather here in song
Every winter once again
To raise the horn and sound it long
Build a mound to lay may bones upon
And here I will sail beneath the endless skies
I will be as the winds of the Earth
My flesh as the soil
and glories will fade
men forget their oaths..in time
I will remain entombed, as bright as the North Star
Kinsmen carry my body
Raise me high on a bed of shields
Take me to where my fathers lay
For this day will be my last
Build me a mound to lay my bones upon
And here I will sail beneath the endless skies
Build me a mound to lay my bones upon
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Crows
10:29
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Come on silent wings!
Watcher of the downfall of man
Ever watching and waiting
Stalker of the battlefields
Carrion kings
Guardians of the Sunwheel
Fly on black wings on black winds
Messenger of dead things
A thick stench of damp earth
Rises from woodlands and moorlands
Fly on black wings on black winds
Messenger of dead things
And where I dwell none shall know
For my kingdoms are many and scattered amongst the winds
A siren from the past
from the colds lands
from wastelands
As Pagan
And the crows come
My black bones burn
Flesh stained red with iron rust earth
Come on silent wings
Carrion kings
Fly on black wings on black winds
Messenger of dead things
A siren from the past
from the colds lands
from wastelands
As Pagan
And the crows come
Morning came and brought no light
And men forgot their lives
in the dread of this desolation
For those who lit the watch fires
Watched their cites be consumed
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