1. Nortwind

Hear the cries of the wolves
In the moon of the woods,
On the marble mounts
They answer my call

Feel the cold from the North
It comes with the winds,
Hear the howling horns,
Hear the clash of the steel

As the lightning, comes from the sky,
As the churches are eated by flames
I feel the Evil deep in my heart
I feel the endless hate

Rise, oh forest,
You, and your sons
A thousand blades of steel
Steel, a sparkling brand

Hear the cry of the moon
It comes with the winds
The howling wolves
The clash of the steel

Northwind, it howls
Northwind I ride...

2. ...On The Way Of The Hunting Moon

When the night has fallen down,
Frosty wind howls in the forests,
A black raven cries painful
On the way of the hunting moon...

The warriors of forgotten realms
Coming from North to kill again,
The light of the blazing torches
Shows the way to them...

Feel the unrestrained wrath,
The maddening hate,
Oh, spirit of war,
March on...

The death walks behind them,
Swords held high to the mournful sky,
Painting red the untrodden snow,
On the way of the hunting moon...

I smell the steaming blood,
On the way of the hunting moon...

3. Hymn To The Forgotten Pagan Gods

Stormy clouds rise
Over the legions of the past,
Blazing northern fire
Beyond the mountains of
Forgotten times

In the blackening sky
The heralds of a new age fly
Holding the eternal flame

Thousands of shining swords,
Conquerors of hell
See their glorious march,
The ashes, the bleeding wounds

Blood and fire flows away
The olden gods were buried by time,
Oh, I remember the graves...

Under the pale grey sky
Circles of stones...
Pagan hordes ride
Through ancient woods

As long as the wind howls hymns,
As long as the ravens fly
Heathen fires will burn
For the forgotten pagan gods...

4. Acheron

Oh, towers of the shining walls,
Oh, ancients of the skies
Shattered shields on the ground,
Warriors, hear the battlecry

Many are died on the
Bloodstained altars of hungry gods
Thy wisdom has lost,
The golden helmet has fallen
To the dust...

Cold winds blow through the
Bronzen, halls, the olden columns
Are resounding the war
Torches blaze by the ancient graves
The spirits howling by the light
Of the moon

Clash of the armouries becoming
Faint, the darkness falls to the
Emerald Thrones
Fires burn in mourning hearts,
Your name will never fade...

Acheron,
The sky is red as I watch you fall
Acheron,
I remember the war, the forgotten
Tombs of your kings
Unnameable Gods are calling me
From the past...
Acheron,
Unnameable Gods are calling me
From the past...
Acheron,
I saw the flags of doom
Rising high

Acheron,
The sky is red, as I watch you fall...
I utter the name, the fires still burn,
The fires of Acheron...

5. The Age Of Death, Blood And Iron

Cold, endless night,
Black wings of Death
Bun all hell's fire,
Burn the slaves of this
Lying, foreign god...

Desperate cry, of the burning
Christians, ancestral prayers
Mingled with their scream
See, you fist fucking Christian god,
When the wolves are tearing
To pieces your herd...

Glowing blades of steel,
Blazing in growing darkness,
Ashes of stakes turn black,
As th blackened blood on my
Sword...

The strong will live, the weak
Must die...
Baptized by fire, crowned by
Own hands...
A king of a new age rises,
An age of death, blood and
Iron...

6. Orlog (The Norn's Chant)

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