Fenris
Offerings to the Hunger
1. The Coming of Asatru
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2. Offerings to the Hunger
Freya hear our calls, mother of all that lives
In this sacred forest we gather in your name
To plant the seed of prosper and worship thy forgiveness
That the sacrifice we make may bring life through death
The gift
In the darkest depth of emptiness
Our offer is swallowed by the lake
Foretell the times that lay ahead
As we bring thee lives that you may take
Glorious are thou signs
Make your wisdom ours
Unchanged by time
We will harvest all
The procession
Chants are sung of praise
Only the bog now will see her face
Slowly followers move on
In time merely the lake will hear her song
3. As Wolves They Came
In a cold remembrance
Steel thrashes its way
The holy relies ending
Blood spills of a god dethroned
The last of men in cloth
Toil their way into the sea
Devoured by the greed of Odin
The waves run red with blood of thee
The warlord weaves his web of death
As pagans sigh their grim last breath
The bloodied red sun is his shield
As the eagle scams the battlefield
4. The Blood Opens Gateways
Into the shadows
Of the fallen ones
Led by the virtue
To form a thousand suns
The slaughter was unseen
For eyes not yet groomed to such a display
Red was the colour of their grief
Death was the mother of them all
Divine space confined
Lords of the ring expelled
Born as the fire blazed
Feared as the carnage raged
Walking further
Growing weaker
Untold murder
Hidden deeper
The blood opens gateways
To shrines of earthly gods
Feasting on the crimson
Of souls inherent lost
5. Fier is de Wind
Door hoge golven
Daalt de toorn op ons neer
Tegen de goden hun verlangen
Hebben de stervelingen geen verweer
Lang zijn nu de nachten
In het rijk der woeste zee
Langs verlaten duistere wegen
Neemt donar ons nu mee
Fier is de wind, die hier raast
Hij neemt het leven, overhaast
Geboren uit donder en vuur
Neemt hij zielen te laatste uur
Zittend op zijn troon
Lachend om zijn daden
Treurend tracht hij hier
In hoeveel bloed dat hij kan baden
- Translation -
Proud is the Wind
Through high waves
The wrath descends on us
Against the gods' desires
Mortals have no defense
Long are the nights
In the realm of the savage sea
Along deserted dark ways
Donar brings us now
Proud is the wind that rages here
He takes life, rushed
Born of thunder and fire
He takes souls to their last hour
Sitting on his throne
Laughing at his actions
Saddened he tries here
In how much blood he can bathe
6. Zonen des Storms
Als een vlaag van vernietiging
Brengen zij de schrik over land
Herleving van sterven
Belichaming van angst
Door de zonen des storms
Leeft de herinnering voort
Verwekt als rijders van wind
Dalen zij neder tot ieders poort
Zonen des storms
Aan de hemel zo vrij
Verdrijf de ziekte die ons velt
En schenk ons de kracht die ons hoger stelt
Wij drinken van uwer vocht
En strijden mee op deze laatste tocht
- Translation -
Sons of the Storm
As a wave of destruction
They bring the terror over land
Revival of death
Embodiment of fear
Through the sons of the storm
The memory lives on
Conceived as riders of wind
They descend to everyone's gate
Sons of the storm
In the heavens so free
Banish the disease that fells us
And grant us the strength that brings us higher
We drink of thy moisture
And fight along on this last journey
7. Destroyer of Worlds
Mystic powers control the circle of fear
Silently the monster dictates its flow
To where hope becomes nothing
And hate alters everything
Come forth, bringer of pain and evil
And uphold my ring of fire
Take leave, seeker of flesh and death
Thy are the dwellers of endless mire
Weakling, your cries mean nothing to me
Why do you challenge my infinite strength?
For I have become death
The destroyer of worlds
Bound are the hands to grasp you near
Silenced is the tongue that speaks the words
You need to hear
Our spirits will carry
The memories of truth
Our spirits will fade
In moments of time
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