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You woke up alone and wounded
The spirit’s dead, lost is your shield
Sword brothers have been butchered
Limping through forests and rain
Seeking a shelter, thinking of revenge,
Honor is erased, present is the pain
Your life’s a shadow and this you must change
Forget the past, so distant yet so alive
Go wash your wounds of blood so dried
Forge yourself a fire-lit life
Governed by hate to which stay tied
Winters have passed, you gifted the gods
You prayed for blessing and for power
The time is now near, read it in the clouds
Go find your enemies, go kill and devour
The bastards are now lying dead
Bathing in their blood and shame
No one escaped, not one has fled
The Norsemen regained their fame
You are badly wounded once more
Yet you feel strong as a rock
Go to
Prepare your men for Ragnarok
"Poezie compusa pe la 16-17 ani.. "
You Are a Pessimist | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
![]() If things are going good, you can always imagine how they will turn for the worse. And when things do happen to be bad, life is like a dark pit you can't crawl out of. One bad moment can ruin your day, and you think one bad week can ruin your life. Things are much better than they seem. Just take time to see everything that's going right. |
He hung on the windswept world tree
Whose roots no one knows
For nine whole days he hung there pierced
By Gugnir, his spear
Swimming in pain he peered into the depths
And cried out in agony
Reaching out he grasped the runes
Before falling back from the abyss
He gave himself unto himself
In a world of shearing pain
Go that we all may live our lives
By the wisdom that he gained
You doubted him, and spread their lies
Across the world, with sword in hand
You raped our souls, and stole our right
All for the words of mild-mannered man
And put your faith in deceitful words
Your powertrip was paid by blood
In kindness' name you spilled our blood
I refuse to submit
To the god you say is kind
I know what's right, and it is time
It's time to fight, and free our minds
Let me die without fear
As I have lived without it
So shut your mouth and spare my ears
I'm fed up with all your bullshit
After a thousand years of oppression
Let the berserks rise again
Let the world hear these words once more
"Save us, oh lord, from the wrath of the Norsemen"
Our sprits were forged in snow and ice
To bend like steel forged over fire
We were not made to bend like reed
Or turn the other cheek
He grasped the runes, they're ours to use...
am postat versurile astea, pentru ca, pe langa faptul ca imi place melodia, versurile reflecta unele idei pe care le am in capatana asta blonda.. prefer sa nu dau mai multe detalii despre subiectul asta, ideea e ca nu sunt adepta religiei ortodoxe..