I am excited for you. I remember hearing them when I was younger, I am almost 40 now, and it never goes away. That excitement, and rush of emotion hearing them.
Life On The Buzzz!! ..You're Swedish cat must sing with the cat from Texas! ..They're like Twins!! It's amazing!! Observe: ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-qGRGuBFCeOU.html
"Let the world hear these words once more: "Save us, oh lord, from the wrath of the Norseman" " And a more badass line in metal-history has never been sung since.
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 sheering pain So 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 You listened to mild-mannered god 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 Norseman" Our spritis 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
Lyrics (which are great) 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 You listened to mild-mannered god 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
As I was listening to the song, I scrolled down searching for funny comments about how you, your dog and your ...car all grow a beard while listening to the band only to find your sincere, spot on and downright beautiful comments about the music that made my day. Raise your horns \m/
Mil Anos de Opressão 🇧🇷 Ele se pendurou na árvore do mundo, fustigada pelo vento Cujas raízes ninguém tem conhecimento Por nove dias inteiros ele se pendurou lá, trespassado Por gungnir, sua lança Nadando em dor, ele olhou para as profundezas E gritou em agonia Então ele aprendeu sobre as runas Antes de cair de volta do abismo Ele entregou a si mesmo Em um mundo movimentado pela dor Para que todos nós pudéssemos viver nossas vidas Através sabedoria que ele ganhou Você duvidava dele, e espalhava suas mentiras Do outro lado do mundo, com a espada na mão Você estuprava nossas almas, e roubava o nosso direito Todas as palavras do homem de maneiras suaves Você ouviu a Deus leve-educado E colocou a sua fé em palavras enganosas Sua viagem por poder foi paga pelo sangue Em nome de cristo você derramou o nosso sangue Eu me recuso a se submeter Para o Deus que você diz ser gentil Eu sei o que é certo, e é tempo É tempo de lutar, e libertar as nossas mentes Deixe-me morrer sem medo! Como eu vivia sem ele Então cale a boca e poupe meus ouvidos Estou farto de todas as suas besteiras Depois de mil anos de opressão Deixe os furiosos ressurgirem E deixe o mundo ouvir essas palavras mais uma vez "Salve-nos, ó senhor, da ira dos nórdicos" Nossos espíritos foram forjados em neve e gelo Para dobrar como o aço forjado sobre o fogo Nós não fomos feitos para dobrar como junco Ou dar a outra face Ele aprendeu sobre as runas e elas são para nosso uso
Oh man, the christians had really better step up their game on their sunday morning praise music... because Odin is really kicking ass in that departmant...
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" No need to battle. These words can destroy Christianity. I got goosebumps, he made me feel the hate for over ten years, and will make me feel more. Dammit, those lyrics..
This song is the thing that brings me closest to any sort of religious feeling. I fucking hate religion in general but this brings out a feeling in me of devotion and belief in an idea. I've read the Edda and while I know obviously that Odin is not a literal being I also know what he represents and that he represents something beautiful and noble. That's what I mean.
Because after a thousand years of christian oppression now comes the islamic oppression. And Europeans were not made to bend like reed, or to turn the other cheek
hail from the Saxon cousins from all across the world! I hope there's a chance a song will be made about Charlemagne's forcible conversions and displacement of us for being one of the most warlike of the tribes T_T \m/
Love this song! Wish the newest album were like the older songs, The older ones had more meaning/ feeling to them, to where new album all but a few songs were just half ass written
Vengeance By Venom Yeah I feel ya there, the new album can't touch the other albums, went from all songs were epic to 3 epic songs on an album! I will always be a fan tho! Skal
Amon Amarth es una majestuosa banda y una de mis favoritas, todos sus álbumes son buenos, nunca me canso de escuchar una y otra vez sus temas, tienen un gran sonido y bien armado, pero en lo personal es una lástima que Fredrik Andersson se haya ido ya que la batería era un gran estilo de ésta banda. Saludos desde Bogotá. /,,/,
As time went on, the church stepped it up a notch and started establishing universities to foster the preservation of knowledge. You may have heard of a few of them: Oxford, Cambridge, and the University of Paris (not to mention pretty much every other top school in Europe). At these universities, students studied more than most college kids do today, with an average bachelor's degree taking up to seven years to earn, and a master's or doctorate taking several more.
[Verse 1] 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 searing pain So that we all may live our lives By the wisdom that he gained [Verse 2] 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 You listened to mild-mannered god And put your faith in deceitful words Your powertrip was paid by blood In kindness' name you spilled our blood You might also like Bloodshed Amon Amarth Down the Slopes of Death Amon Amarth Twilight of the Thunder God Amon Amarth [Verse 3] 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 [Verse 4] 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" Let the world hear these words once more: "Save us oh lord, from the wrath of the Norsemen" [Verse 5] Our spirits were forged in snow and ice To bend like steel forged over fire We were not made to bend like reed Or to turn the other cheek [Outro] He grasped the runes, they're ours to use
In the West we Europeans are told that it is the kind thing to do to sacrifice ourselves for others, and for strangers who don't share our pathological altruism. And if we don't do that then we are somehow uniquely evil in the world. It is long past time for that to change.
Possibly it is a european race value to be kind to others, the problem is that it gets abused at the moment for africans and muslims. And africans and arabs do not have this kindness in their genes, if they get treated well, they still hate you. They do not have the European/Asian principle of "do something good and a stranger will be nice to you". As long as the mainstream doesn't acknowledge that africans and arabs have different mindests in their DNA, the world will go down the drain. The only hope are countries like Japan, who do not let any africans or arabs into their country - they are not as indoctrinated by the Kalergi-Globalist plan as the west.
