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The Envious Deed
06:51
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An ominous dream,
did the brother of joy receive,
a grave misfortune,
could thus leave all to grieve,
after telling of nightmares,
and of visions from below,
what fate would befall him,
the high gods had to know,
The alfather travels,
to consult about his son,
through muck and through mire,
to the underworld he comes,
the seeress spoke of the fate
that was forseen by no one,
returning home now in mourning,
telling all what he had learned.
So Frigg journeyed far and wide,
and gathered oath here and there,
from dangerous to harmless things,
they pledged to treat Baldr with care,
but the trickster was cunning,
hearing of the one thing ignored,
embracing the opportunity,
finding weakness in the ward.
The blind God,
Loki had led estray,
A mistaken action,
to Hodr they lay the blame.
The envious deed,
a catalyst of sorrow,
the joyful seed,
replanted in fields now hollow,
a light for the aesir,
diminished by thorns of jealousy,
a dormant betrayal,
confirmed by the hands of treachery.
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The Awakened Few
06:42
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Horizons birth a new day, bathing the ground with sight,
the purity of vessels solidified in sight,
to want is to hold closely, the embrace of each womb,
true growth reaches far boundaries, within the darkest tomb,
for too long we have sheltered deepest woven desires,
our banners lay on flat ground, empty remain the pyres.
blind are the eyes of mankind, encorouged not to see,
locked in cages is instinct, thrown away is the key.
Allow the roots of Yggdrasil, to bind you close to home,
drink from the well of Mimir, and see what wasn't known,
achknowledge Ymir's actions, wield honour strong and true,
deluded are the many, awakened are the few,
Layers of regret, pealed from coded flesh,
Reconjered and rewritten, removal of the hex.
The Awakened few, refusing the control,
through truth we are significant,
through strength we break the mould,
history long forgotten, recovered from below,
to learn is to remember, to hear is to bestow.
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3. |
Those of The Great Tree
06:48
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Time, the stages of change,
woven by the hands of norns,
eternity, held within the eyes of the weavers at the well,
runes carved into bark as events unfold,
telling tales of young and old,
those who have fought and died,
battled to survive to become the brave and bold,
honour and valour forged in tales,
becomes intertwined with wood,
the sacred vessel of nords,
from snowcaps to shores stands immortal where stars once stood.
a mighty tree showered in white hail,
glistening eternally day and night,
nine worlds, each hang from branch,
convey a story of wonder and wights.
the ash tree of the horse of Yggr,
the ash tree of the horse of Yggr,
the ash tree of the horse of Yggr,
the ash tree of the horse of Yggr,
Storm pale, perched high above the ash
speaking words carried through the leaves,
the messenger, scurries through the growth
delivering messages both sent and received,
the serpent, gnawing at the roots which
trap him and contain his anger and grief,
a cycle of life, destined to renew,
an ecology sewn in hardened wood,
Hollow whispers from bark to conscience,
pleading voices demand us to be right,
From branch to branch,
from father to son,
through the eyes of the mother,
whos roots lay in stars,
kingdoms collapse,
the people divide,
ignoring union that helps us survive
Divine and resiliant to machine,
eternal, ever growing, woods of green,
replenish soil to cleanse fallen dreams,
a vision built from nature holds the key.
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4. |
Lifeblood
05:46
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Failure festers within us.
The Neanderthal vision dwindles,
hanging by a thread.
What's taken is not replenished.
Mockery of the mother,
destruction of the self.
There must be a reason,
if found under the anguish,
would it justify the wounds?
Redemption from this treason,
would take lifetimes of redirection in order to undo.
Bittersweet is the dream of all,
to loosen work-forged chains,
reclamation of native lands could once be had again.
Sentinels of harsh obedience,
directing the pulse,
entangled laws in forced acceptance,
autonomy is false,
the notion of independence,
spewed from foul forked tongues,
weakened men fulfilling orders,
are strictly pushed along.
Stripping the world of vital resources,
draining the young now to weak to stand,
malnourished and ruined, the cattle doomed to die,
barbaric and inhuman, yet willing to obide.
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Realm of Frost
10:20
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The bitter grasp of primordial darkness,
a clutching winter's chill,
one of the nine, devoid of the sublime,
a harsh wind echoes a shrill,
beckoning mist upon frosted ground,
near where water yet flows through,
a realm of the frozen, where warmth meets corrosion,
is tightnened against a great root,
Bleak mountains house a stone ageless in form,
the trees serving as elders, stand untorn,
home for the sick and disnonoured, a frigid retreat,
a pinnacle of creation, the ice as a sheet,
the stream of hvergalmir at the rivers' source,
where cold finds its' birthplace, and grows its' force,
the skies bleak and clouded, erode the light,
an echo of harsh persistence, narrates the night,
Behold the bitter chill of the
northern plains of Niflheim,
the wrath of nordic blizzards
pierce what can be seen,
a veil of glacial shadow long covers this world,
an eternity of numbing continues to be unfurled,
In the human world, autumn makes it's rest,
the end of a season, smothered by frigid crest,
leaves fall in unison, never again to rise,
the calling voice of arctic plains reveal their size,
snow carpets land, turning soil to white,
beings begin to dwell beneath and out of sight,
life no longer thrives as nature once allowed,
a pledge now made, a season fades, a start of a new vow,
Smothered rivers, biting shivers, oak dead to the touch,
hidden roots, spoiled fruits, life held in a clutch,
paths once trodden, now forgotten, conceal a journey's truth,
all is still and bends to will, new growth is chained to youth.
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6. |
Discovery and Sacrifice
10:37
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Obtaining the insight,
yeilding to committment,
to the action of discipline through selfless change,
acceptance and challenge, willing to offer all unto the world,
a godly deliverance, a wholesome transition,
having viewed the maidens, envying their might,
nine days and nine nights, to advance present visions far beyond,
Offering the body,
submitting the mind,
renouncing the present, extending the soul,
leaving current senses behind,
Hanging from the world, the future beholds,
a grand belief, in the eyes to perceive,
aiding in the tales to be told.
The runes revealing all,
but first the host must fall,
through sacrifice we gain, the significance of pain,
The spear punctures deep enabling the rites of passage,
through transcendence we walk without the foul grasp of contempt.
His unquenchable thirst for understanding all the mysteries of life,
sacrificing myself to myself.
Balanced on the precipice, that seperates the living from the dead,
a scream of exultation, reawakened, with knowledge of the runes etched in his head,
Then I was fertilized and became wise,
I truly grew and thrived.
Then I was fertilized and became wise,
I truly grew and thrived.
Nine days, nine nights,
sacrificing myself to myself,
nine days, nine nights,
sacrificing myself to myself.
Nine days, nine nights,
sacrificing myself to myself,
nine days, nine nights,
sacrificing myself to myself.
Higher self,
higher self,
higher self,
higher self.
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Helgafell England, UK
Created in 2017, HELGAFELL is a one man Atmospheric Black Metal band from the South West of
England.
The music's themes focus solidly around nature, Paganism, environmentalism and autonomy.
At a time where cultural, historical and environmental values and heritage are often forgotten or ignored, the attempt must be made to resew what has been disregarded...
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