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Subject: Ragnarok
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mielikki 15.04.10 - 02:17am
SOUND - Folk black metal
LYRICAL THEMES - Pagan myths, Legends, Folklore
ORIGIN - Newcastle, England
FORMED - 1988
LAST KNOWN LINEUP
Deorth - Vocals, bass, acoustic guitar, keyboards
Stenfalt - Guitar, backing vocals
Sean Barry - Celtic harp
Richie Ewok - Bodhran, side drums, whistles
Giovanna Fella - Vocals
David Youll - Keyboards
Phil Tyler - Fiddle
FORMER MEMBERS
Morgoth - Guitar
Cernunnos - Drums
Moon - Guitar
DISCOGRAPHY
Ragnarok demo - 1991
Voluspa demo - 1991
Beloved of the Raven God demo - 1995
To Mend The Oaken Heart - 1996
Domgeorn - 1999 *
bby_g 17.04.10 - 11:59pm
Fiddle and whistles, interesting be good to hear :o) what do u think of them mielikki? *
aenglisc 18.04.10 - 12:10am
Geordie folk black metal..
could work *
mielikki 18.04.10 - 05:02am
REKINDLING AN OLD FLAME
Out of the South from the deserts of Muspell they came,
on their banners the cross of their lord,
to bring a new wisdom to green land of plenty,
to bring us salvation with fire and sword.
They came here to tell us the nature of God,
but if their God knew Nature as well as does Wod,
then would they have still piled our priests high on the pyre,
and polluted our green land with blood and with fire?
They promised great riches and wealth when we die,
and forced us to starve and our children to cry;
a tenth of our harvest,
a tenth of our grain,
all of our freedom,
get none of our pain,
but Nature's the one who did suffer the most,
as they stole all Her glory with their idle boasts,
for they claimed that their God made them lords over all,
and that all things must bow before them or must fall
Where once our days were timed by hands of Fate,
and we lived in the balance with plenty for all,
priests turned the tables,
they brought the imbalance,
they said they should live,
even though Nature must fall,
tore down the forests to feed the new millions,
used Mother Nature to conquer disease,
fools can't you see,
have you no understanding?
Rose in the cornfield must burn with the weeds
Tied to the stake,
is it a dream,
some mistake?
What's my crime?
Will I awake?
Am I evil?
Have I wronged thee?
Fire burns my eyes,
sears my flesh,
drowns my cries.
Skin is black,
in twitches it cracks.
Is this your mercy?
Is this the mercy of your God?
Who is this God that I hear you call Satan?
Just a figment of Christian mind,
yet still you burned kinsmen and women as his.
Tell me priest,
are you really so blind?
Hear the screams of the cat in the basket ,
as the priest hung him over the fire.
What was his crime?
Where was his jury?
Tell me priest?
Did fuel your desire?
See the wood ring all blackened and barren.
''We must burn out this Heathendom haunt''.
How do you justify wanton destruction?
Tell me priest,
did the trees your God taunt?
You preach that the end of the world,
will bring your salvation,
and so you await Armageddon,
with baited breath,
proclaiming to the masters,
of She who prevents the ascension,
and to fulfil thy desire,
you would sentence us all to death
They've planted their seed among us for so long,
tis time to root out that which does not belong,
only chance left,
our world's life to prolong.
The harvester's ready,
the scythe has been whet.
Too long have the masses played Russian roulette,
putting the gun against Earth Mother's head
Hurry my brethren,
there isn't much time,
Gods call for vengeance divine.
See that the punishment fitteth the crime.
Earth Mother's patience has lasted so long.
Be sure that Her fury will be just as wrong
Burn the priest,
just as in thy name so many have burned before thee.
As many were beaten to death on the wheel,
then so in their name I scorn thee.
Burn the priest for thy time has passed,
thy words and thy teaching abhor me,
for if you would rally the end of the world,
then thy world must end before me
The time it has come to light a new pyre,
take up thy torches and strike up the fire.
Witness the flames reaching higher and higher.
Old wood must burn to give way to the new.
New shoots grow out from a faith that is true,
out from the world which our forefathers knew
For all of our fathers who died at the stake,
make the amends for that blood mistake.
This land once ours,
must be ours to retake.
Where once the alters of our Gods did lie,
churches of Christendom rise to the sky.
Where once rose flames,
now let flames rise on high
Burn the priest,
just as in thy name so many have burned before thee.
As many were beaten to death on the wheel,
then so in their name I scorn thee.
Burn the priest for thy time has passed,
thy words and thy teaching abhor me,
for if you would rally the end of the world,
then thy world must end before me
Out of the South from the deserts of Muspell they came,
on their banners the cross of their lord,
to bring a new wisdom to green land of plenty,
to bring us salvation with fire and sword.
You came here to teach us the nature of God,
but your God forgot Nature and you forgot Wod.
Now it is your turn to burn on the pyre,
and our green land will be cleansed with blood and with fire *
mielikki 18.04.10 - 05:05am
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aenglisc 19.04.10 - 12:54am
Wow.theyll not like that in beliefs forum. *
mielikki 19.04.10 - 01:19am
That's what I thought when I was adding it *
mielikki 2.08.10 - 02:14am
Listening to the above song on my break at work 
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aenglisc 4.08.10 - 11:11pm
Does a Geordie accent show though the vocal or is it none specific/obvious *
hfb 5.08.10 - 06:35am
good band but that version of carmina burana is hilarious *
