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TIWAZ LYRICS
"T-Stamped Spear" (2005)
1. Falling Christendom
2. The Rune of Victory
3. Drus-Wid
4. The Hammer of the Braves
5. Invoking Tyr Twice
6. Through the Raven Sight
7. Samhain
8. Southern Great River
9. What has Happened with the Ancient Gods...
10. Praise the Steel
1. Falling Christendom
The time has come to bring us back to the throne
The wolves are ready to devour the legion sheep
The instinct of beast into the brave men
The vengeance will set us free from so much tyranny
Based on hypocrite fables and empty beliefs
Fighting for vengeance and honor
Christian blood drenches our cloth and face
Our sword sliding in their necks
Fierce violence desecrate the kingdom of lies
They must burn in the fires of own beliefs
Their heaven slowly becomes gray
Stormy winds bring a black silent smoke
Sending back to ashes the oldest Christian faith
Their empire of lies is slowly coming down
Hellfire burns the temples of illusions
From the dawn to nightfall
The hopeless cry of the falling Christendom
The sharp swords symphony
Resounding ‘till the silence of Death
From the dawn to the nightfall
The hopeless cry of the falling Christendom
Upon the ashes of enemies defeat
Shines the torch of wisdom and liberty
2. The Rune of Victory
The power of the Runes once more will decide.
The fortune of warriors in this once more war
Stamping the sign of victory in the initiation spear.
Decorated to honor and pride the mighty powerful Tyr.
We came to fight, blessed by the T-Sign; Tyr will be by our side!
The combat is upon us, and to start this fight,
The T-Stamped Spear will fly, over the enemies’ heads.
We came to fight, blessed by the T-Sign; Tyr will be by our side!
We instigate those that oppose us, provoke then to war
Showing our superiority in honor of our forefathers
The T-Stamped Spear flies over the enemies’ heads
Crossing the opposite border, this is the first attack!
The T-Stamped Spear flies, blessed by the Sign of War!
Not Inspiration, but motivation! We will Attack!!!
3. Drus-Wid
Into the Oaken Woods lives the inheritor and protectors
Of our folklore
Those who saw beyond, master of the sacred sciences
Middlemen among gods and men.
One more ceremony begins, in presence of the Oaken,
Ash tree and River Mangrove
Druids recite our legends, poems that explain the world,
Culture and beliefs.
And preserve our memory, guides me and foretell...
My destiny...
I am a brave and fearless warrior
When I see the face of death and join my ancestors
I will pass like a hero to the world of the Dead
And there I will continue my saga
As the old Druid always used to say:
"The worst enemy isn’t the death but the oblivion."
Let us continue, always heroes!
I am immortal led by the virile doctrines of our Druids
I have a free spirit; my bravery is greater in deaths presence!
The Druids - and their Celtic knowledge.
Drus-Wid - foretelling our future.
The Druids - keeping all the wisdom.
Drus-Wid - maintaining the collective memory.
The Druids - supporting the organization of life.
Drus-Wid - and their Celtic knowledge.
4. The Hammer of the Braves
One single day of courage and pride,
Today, the horde of braves
After great bloody strife
Had another day spilling blood.
Condemning all the slaves of the cross
To the mighty power of the Hammer.
The heroic battlefield
Was transformed in fire.
Where, under the sign of the hammer,
The mighty barbaric pagan horde
Meet great victory, once more.
To the Hammer of the Braves
We won! To honor Tyr!
5. Invoking Tyr Twice
From the dark times asunder
Mysterious symbols of might
Reveal the Elder knowledge
The secrets of Magic and Wisdom
"Victory Runes shall you know
If you want to secure wisdom
Engrave them on the ridge of the blade
On the sheath and the shield,
And Invoke Tyr Twice."
Tyr, the God of War, the Lord of life and death
The bravest warrior of the Nordic Pantheon
The strong one and ruler of the Tiwaz rune
The magic rune of courage and victory
Before a hard struggle to win
Raise proud the sword and spears
Invoking Tyr twice
The victory will be ours!
Raise proud the sword and spears
And spoken with great honor and furious power
Invoking Tyr twice
Then victory shall be ours!!
6. Through the Raven Sight
My final travel is coming; I have no fear of my destiny I start to walk, with my brothers by my side
And in the horizon I see the battle that will come
Where I leave my spirit free
Surrounded by wolves in the woods, the battlefield is near
The Howls grow louder and louder!
At the sky, a Raven already saw. Flying free, he knows the future
The future of my lineage, the history of my forefathers, my ancestors.
Brave men whose strength is reflected by the times
Noble warriors that did not have fear to fight
Through the Raven Sight, my clan once more fights
Through the Raven Sight, brave men are killing
Through the Raven Sight, my clan once more fights
Through the Raven Sight, the future is already determined
Here it’s my time. My enemy is in front of me, eye by eye,
There is no place for the fear in my face.
My Sword, faithful ally, bravery of steel, pride of my kind
Defeat my enemies through the times before the times
And at a moment in the battle I feel no more pain, in Valhalla
Listening to the last howl of the wolf
My spirit flies free, matching my ancestors
And I see nothing more than my brothers in the battlefields
Fighting proud, my honor is even greater
By our beliefs, my fists are even closer
And by my fury, my spirit is even stronger
Seen around, brave men, proud of my people
Fighting with honor, courage and the power of knowledge
And above us the Raven sees the history once more repeat
Through the Raven Sight now I see it all
7. Samhain
The winter had come; farms are losing
Their status for hunting, unfertile fields and leafless woods.
The destruction arrived: cold, storm and hunger.
Let the time of death begin...
Samhain, the celebration of dead begins!
I am stronger in this only night,
The spirits of my ancestors are closer
There is an opening between our two worlds
That unites the force of generations.
Strengthens my being and dictate my acts
I invoke you in my offering and sacrifices
I claim for your wisdom and the opening of my mind
Guiding me to the destiny that are reserved for me
Samhain! The celebration of the dead begins
Samhain! This is the beginning of the new year.
Torches in the hills invoke the ancestral spirits
And gods of the most remote time of history
Joining the mortals like a big strong family
Today the natural forces are completed
The guessing arts are in their absolute cycle
Playing runes, foresee the fortune of the mortals
And celebrate the life process: Death and Reborn
And so the circle continues, honoring our ancestors
We honor our gods!
8. Southern Great River
Habuimus pondus, constantiam
In hoc impio iniustu bello,
Utinam haec faccinora
Sint exemplum orbi
Sed non satis libertando
impetum ac strenuitatem
Populus sine virtute
Duccitur ad servituten
Shine the flames of courage and strength
And the reward of joyful freedom
Of the people that will never be enslaved
That it be a model for all the world
The deeds of noble folk of heroes and braves
That are independent and never be enslaved
Apud nos revivit Athenae
Tyranos ad perterrendum
ut simus Danaos in Gloria
ser in virtute, Romanus
Sed non satis libertando
impetum ac strenuitatem
Populus sine virtute
Duccitur ad servituten
The ones that observe us and evaluate our actions
Will remind for centuries our efforts and will raise our blazons...
We showed the spirit of our values in an impious and vigorous war
And that our bravery and virtues may be a model for all the world...
9. What has Happened with the Ancient Gods...
What has happened with the ancient gods...
For them the sun falls, and the moon shines at full strength,
They keep walking in the night
Choosing to believe in certain gods and goddesses
That represented what they thought was important
While the actual world keeps going
With their natural progressing course
They came to rescue ancient values, ancient civilizations
Crushed by the fury of the time
These gods haven’t gone anywhere
Nor ceased to exist.
As long as men still believe in them
They still have existence...
What has happened with ancient gods...
10. Praise the Steel
Come warriors, Praise the Steel!
Come followers, to the celebration of iron and steel
The brotherhood was forged with the blood and honor of my clan
Come warriors, this is an ode to the supreme metal scream
That's in our battlefields, that was sounding for ages and ages
No one can feel the pleasure that a battle can be to my people,
The swords up in the air prepared to join in the supreme celebration of war
Soon we will listen, the music made by steel.
Sword against shield, axe against armor and the bravery in one strong chorus
"Praise the Steel, my children,
Praise the Steel, proud of my clan,
In the fields of unknown there is only one true
Is in your heart and hands, you must follow it
To secure the existence of the sons of your sons
You, my Children, must Praise the Steel"
Come and listen to the wind, feel the cold and strong sound
The hymn of war louder and louder, the strong tradition
To Praise the Steel
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