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Sailing the Seas of Fate

by SIG:AR:TYR

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1.
Halvdan - "Ill omens my friend, look, Ymir's blood drifts into the dawning sun, and colours it as red as raven's mead, I warn you again of this dark ambition!" Vidar - "Nay, my destiny is writ in stone, as it is for all men. Fear not or fear greatly, for our wyrd is upon us! May the gods watch our path, and Tyr light our way. The doom of our folk is upon us. Quickly they ever fall to the sign of the southern cross. Our fate must be decided! We must sail at once!î Halvdan - "To the north, then?" Vidar - "Aye... to the north..." The red runes spoke of these dark days A tale forgotten beneath the dying sun A darkened plague, eclipsing all that should be To the north we sail, beyond the mists of time From ancient lore, a stone from above In the farthest north, beneath the ice and snow To turn back the southern shadow, To reverse the river of Freya's tears "That ninth I know: if need there be, to guard a ship in a gale. the wind I calm, and the waves also And wholly soothe the sea." -- Havamal Walvater do not desert us We throw the last spear, across the field of history To pierce the side of the martyr To rape the fields of their lies We dream of the dawn, of honour and legend To burn brighter than a thousand suns Our song will lift high, our blood will run deep Into the veins of the earth, and color the snow
2.
"Ice is very cold and immeasurably slippery; it glistens as clear as glass and most like to gems; a floor wrought by the frost, is fair to look upon." -- Anglo-Saxon Rune Poem
3.
Halvdan - "The crew is restless, we have lost three to exposure already. I plead with you, turn back, before itís too late and we all perish!" Vidar - "If we turn back now we will be as good as dead anyway, and the valkyries will piss on our graves." Halvdan - "The gods have stopped listening to you, even Aegir thwarts our way. His daughters are cold and barren, grasping our hull with icy fingers." Vidar - "Tire me not with your superstitions, for soon we will reach the ultimate north, our ancestral homeland, where the air is warm and moist, and the sun rains down eternally. By the stars, I know we are close!" Halvdan - "Well let us hope your superstitions are greater than mine!" Cold winds carry the breath of the past An icy path to the shores of Nastrond The frozen ocean mirrors the starry sky The northern lights, beneath the Dragon Star Winter hearts of blackened stone Forged in fire, in the primordial time Cast down from heaven, to the ancient ones To bond the iron and blood eternally "Sure, if sword could venge Such cruel wrong, Evil times would wait Aegir, ocean-god. That wind-giant's brother Were I strong to slay, 'Gainst him and his sea-brood Battling would I go. But I in no wise Boast, as I ween Strength that may strive With the stout ships' bane." --Egil's Saga
4.
Snowborne 04:15
"Praise not... the ice until it has been crossed." -- Havamal
5.
To Cronia 05:11
Halvdan - "The seas, they're... they're whispering!" The black sun rises over the northern sky Our prow breaks the ice before us The sea below lies stagnant, its foetid breath the air of dead men. Their eyes stare up at us, pleading to join them The icy grave melts under the foul mist, poisoned wind from the east The final judgment of dead races past. Ravens bite at their flesh, and spit it back out into the mire to join their parasitic host again. Worse fates await those who defile their blood and honour Look to the farthest northern shores Beyond Cronia, beyond the sea, beyond your dreams To the frozen throne, where he awaits. "And they passed the Scythian archers, and the Tauri who eat men, and the wandering Hyperboreai, who feed their flocks beneath the pole-star, until they came into the northern ocean, the dull dead Cronian Sea." -- Charles Kingsley "The Heroes" (1856)
6.
Beneath a single brightened star, Spinning round both near and far A frozen throne lies cold and sleeping And held the giant, tall and weeping "For eternal winters, lost in time, I weep for all my etin kind The blood that bonds both high and low Runs ever through the ice and snow" "I see thee men, once friend and foe Heimdall's children, seeds have sown Still keep thy pure and blessed mead Beneath the stars, beneath the tree" "Yet new days dawn and Norns have spun The final fate of Odin's sons Nine ages past, nine worlds collide Drowning deep in crimson tides" "You seek thy doom and freedom same The need of ice and burning flame The black stone wails for fallen kin The high halls clash in storm and din" "Foreign gods smite night and day Temples fired, runes burned away The elder ones of wayward kith Bore strong new sons of eager frith" "To hold the tide of kingdoms lost To take the hammer to the cross The blood skald sing your song and fame Hero's fane and martyr's bane" "I tell my tale of ages gone Of eternal cycles soon to come Heed my verse, for Heimdall's horn Hails now the end of etin-born”
7.
Urd 07:06
Drink from Urd, and sing its song Its mead of knowledge sweet and strong The mists of time and port of call The beginning and the end of all Star borne lay with wives of men Their daughters great with etin kin Ancients seed the darken kind To hang in silence nights all nine The elder blood in fiery vein Unleash the brood of Odin's fane To trample southern kind asunder And bring the light of distant thunder Erect halls beyond the sea To honour blood of Heimdall's three Till the land of golden yield To forge the steel and oaken shield Drink and laugh o sons of high Lay with maidens ëneath the sky Forge the race of Northern kind The fates of gods and men entwined Great kingdoms rose in golden times And mighty winds of northern skies The winter frost of yearly time Yeild summer rain and warmth sublime The god's gift came in flash of fire A map of heaven to Asgard's spire Black iron forged in Volund's name Ancestral bond of blood and flame And all shall point to northern star Where lodestone guides from lands afar Primordial home of gods and men To never leave from mortal ken When sudden earth and mountain split And walls of ice from north emit And nations fall and seas arise A reign of fire from darkened skies Boreal children scatter far The high ones weep between the stars For all they wrought, and all they forged Fell deep within dark earthen gorge To eternal lay in ice and snow Held whispered runes in heathen glow For those of kind, to find the same The one-eye's secret throne to reign And now lost children flee their bane To time of old, the stone of flame To fill the veins with ancient fire Reshape the world on martyr's pyre
8.
Verdandi 05:03
Dead Giant - "Now that I have shown the past, we must sail for what comes to pass, Your blood kin break the circles fate, to turn the tides with might and hate!" She sees smoke rise upon the hill Clouding all with ash and hate Robes of black, strike the brand Consuming all, the mind and flesh Strength lies not with foreign spawn The blood's venom the heart of winter The ice and fire of primordial ken Last eternal ages, beyond dying suns She scribes the runes in ancient stone For they burn not, and glow in fire Bind runes she reddens, cruel ones To fetter the martyr's sheep Now she is found by the robed man The dress is torn, and she is held down To receive his foul seed, but now he lies fallen, her thorn deep in his neck
9.
Skuld 07:01
The black stone lights the way to far Where Baldur waits the sleeping star To spin like sunlight darkened black And boldy sign the northern pact Where screaming ravens soar the sky And mighty winds the ships defy Walvater's army marches on To battlefields that light the dawn The southern plague is thus defiled To bring splendour to the northern child Where twilight roads lead Thulian way And destroy the ones that led astray The new north shines like starry night The martyr falls in black sun's light The stone is set in middle earth To eternal guide the blood's rebirth Halvdan - "Ill omens my friend, look, Ymir's blood drifts into the dawning sun, and colors it as red as raven's mead, I warn you again of this dark ambition!" Vidar - "Aye, an ill omen indeed. My heart weighs heavy, as this accursed sign is like heavy iron on my chest. I fear this mad quest of mine shall not continue." Halvdan - "Will you accept their offer then? Please, our time is done here. This new way speaks of peace, we cannot fight this no longer. The King has said thus." Vidar - "Aye... the crucified one is your King now my friend. We have forsaken it all. Our history, our culture, our heritage, our blood. Our gods... we have killed them, and there, there is their blood..."

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released December 1, 2005

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