Nordens Horde / Isdronningens Ødeland

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released 14 April 2013

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Track Name: Nordens Horde
The cold winter wind overcomes my blackened soul
As I walk through the eternal woods
Crushed on the endless battle fields
Blood of the warrior frozen in the permafrost
Across the north waters steel in hand
To revel in the blood of my enemies -
Breathes joy into my heart

The Northern Hordes
Riders on the wind of pain
Come to take your life
When they come to take my life
A grim fate they will see
Sons of Odin the face of death
Prepared to die to ride the wind of
Valhalla

Ravished by the heathen scourge
Those unwary of our might had been smote with a deadly blow
Those who oppose us cast asunder
The cathedra of Christ defiled with blood and tear
Through frost bitten valleys
Atop the highest mountain peak
The northern hordes march with swords raised

The Northern Hordes
Riders on the wind of pain
Theyve come to take your life
When they come to take my life
A grim fate they will see
Prepared to die to ride the wind of
Valhalla
Track Name: Isdronningens Ødeland
Riding upon the oblivion plains
In savage wilderness of the wastes
Dire warnings of immanent pain
The cry of the dead fill the halls
The piercing scream of the ice queen calls
The armies of the living siege the fortified walls
Through icy mountain peaks the survivors escape
Wounded and dead lay amongst the frozen earth
Those left behind will surely meet their fate

Here on the bleak plane the warriors call out in pain
The queen consumes the world in a blizzard of souls
Upon her frozen throne
The world will become her icy home

The clansman serves her with his dying breath
Sorcery of the witch commands the ghostly fleet
Bloodshed upon the battlefields warriors meet their death
The longboats become trapped in the blinding pale
The howling winds rip apart their great sail
Frozen solid their efforts come to no avail
The crystal beast sweeps the glaciated land
Into the future the seer tells of a ghastly fate
A hail of doom falls by the her wretched hand