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The arrows singing in the sky
A duet with the battle cry
As men are charging from their lines
Seeking glory
Hosts meet with a mighty crash
Spears are splintered
Shields are smashed
Shining swords raised in the sun
Bring men honor
Death is a fine companion
When he comes for the foe
But keep your welcome warm
When he comes for you
Screaming echoes all around
The cries of men we've stricken down
Cowards throw their arms and flee
Men no longer
Warriors would rather die
Than live out a disgraceful life
They kill as many as they can
And die with valor
Death is a fine companion
When he comes for the foe
But keep your welcome warm
When he comes for you
“Cattle die, kinsmen Die,
Even the self must die
There is one thing which never dies:
The reputation of each dead man”
“Cattle die, kinsmen Die,
Even the self must die
There is one thing which never dies:
Glory for the man who can achieve it”
- Adapted from Havamal
So do not let fear block your hand
See to it blood shall coat this land
Whether it be yours or theirs
Makes small difference
The only thing that's better than
Taking lives of other men
Is to sacrifice your own
A death in battle
Death is a fine companion
When he comes for the foe
But keep your welcome warm
When he comes for you
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2. |
Pyre
04:31
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A pyre burns to consume
The flesh of men cut down in youth
A warrior’s death
but a death too soon
Now women weep
over burning bones
A mother's tears
The price to pay
Whether to win
Or lose the day
Our son's lives
Their breath and blood
Like red gold paid
To the one-eyed god
Allfather, why
Did you give Frige
First choice of the slain?
She takes our young
Our fair faced sons
Why can’t she
Take the old like you?
Our sons' lives
The price to pay
And what good has it
Done this day?
Their blood soaks into
Foreign soil
And what have our
People gained?
A pyre burns
Our tears away
As we mourn
The dead this day
Valhalla
Is a fine last home
But our sons went there
Far too soon
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3. |
Land of the Setting Sun
05:15
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At the end of day
There must be a place
Where Shining Mane
Stops his chariot to rest
Beyond the icy seas
No man has ever crossed
A hidden land must lie
Where the sun waits for the dawn
Tearing glaciers, raging seas
Screaming winds lie between
Though dangers there may be
This land is within reach
For men who have the will
To brave the treacherous sea
To leave their hearth and home
And families behind
To set out on the waves
With likely death to find
To the Land of the Setting Sun
Far across the raging seas
Over Jörmungander’s deep
We make our place in history
Sail to the west
To unknown shores
Will you find death
Or a place to call home?
What you shall find
No man can know
But if you don't seek it
Then none ever shall
So cast up sails
And see to the oars
No land shall be spared
From the Men of the North!
At the end of day
There must be a place
Where Shining Mane
Stops his chariot to rest
And why should this land
Stay unseen by men
If there are those who
Will voyage to the west?
For as long as there are men
Who yearn to prove
their worth
And seek out the unknown
We shall always find
new shores
The land of the sun’s rest
Shall not be the end
For the fire in man's mind
Is ever hard to quench
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4. |
So Willingly Deceived
04:56
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See the Ash and Elm
From which Mankind
were carved
And given breath of life
By your fathers’ gods
See the Runes on the stones
Bought at such great price
So their secrets men could know
Through Wodan's sacrifice
Hear the Thunder in the Sky
The sound of Donar's
mighty strikes
Through all the Nine Worlds
he rides
As he defends all of mankind
The missing eye and hand
Given gladly by the gods
To keep all safe from harm
By Loki's ravenous spawn
But yet you have forgotten
All this that has been done
You gladly pledge yourselves
To a tyrant's bastard son
So willingly deceived
By a poorly concealed lie
And what good has it done
For your foolish, traitorous lives?
How could you turn your backs
On those who gave you all?
How could you have forgot
All that the gods have done?
So willingly deceived
By a poorly concealed lie
Of a coward's paradise
How could you be so blind?
After all you have been told
Of the Aesir's mighty deeds
How is it you have been
So willingly deceived?
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5. |
The Old Mead Hall
03:33
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Tonight we're alive
That can't be said for all
So let's celebrate
In the Old Mead Hall
The fire's warm
And the benches long
The wenches are fair
And there's mead for all
Drink, the drink of the gods
Drink, drink to the fallen ones
In the Old Mead Hall
So raise your horns
Drain them quick
Then drink some more
Grab your favored wench
Hold her tight
And sheathe your sword
Now every man must drink mead
When in this hall
Go, make your boasts
Keep them true
We'll test them all
We'll sing our songs
And we'll make our toasts
To great warriors
And our generous hosts
Men will tell
Of heroes old
Who fought great beasts
And took their gold
The mead may not be
From Heidrun’s teat
But it's good enough
For men to drink
So raise your horns
At every call
And get blind drunk
At the Old Mead Hall
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Isenmor Baltimore, Maryland
ISENMOR is dual-violin-fronted Gewyrdelic Folc Metal. Combining elements of folk metal greats ENSIFERUM, HEIDEVOLK, ELUVEITIE, FALKENBACH, and TÝR, ISENMOR fuses the heart of the Old World with the spirit of those who sought out new shores.
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