A desire to go north
to an ancient kingdom of myth
Beyond the map
at worlds end
A place undisturbed by time
where the mind cannot be bothered
By the day to day stresses
of an insignificant existence
Where the snow is always soft
and the wind echos its song
Like shamballa, the mystery calls
you to the coordinates
To explore the possibility of the direction
you take
As you try to escape the captivity
of a heavy heart
We rose from our icy crypts,
encased for thousands of years
in dreamless sleep,
awaiting the alining of the orbs,
so that we could once again
walk the earth as kings and queens,
Ancestral rulers, which became myth,
damned to obscurity for so long;
the cold grave took its tole on our minds,
not sparing us the rot of time,
In that limbo of forever,
a perpetual fall of snow,
having not seen the sun
since we last closed our eyes
to that hell below
Finally, we can rest
awake to the light,
which has been revealed through
the cracks in
our cells
Finally, we can go where we wish,
free from the bonds of the afterlife,
which turned out to be no life
at all!!!
These viking warriors know no limits.
born from the icy climes;
where there are no mountains that cannot be climbed
Getting bored with staying in one place for too long
they venture beyond to warmer plains
hoping to escape their miserable rain;
Armed to the teeth with their battle axes and swords.
they take many prisoners and fuck many whores.
These brutes who are never content, always wanting with unrelent;
something more than just an average existence,
bringing their pestilence and reaping their reward:
these marauders of the north hoping to take the world by storm.
A man of the north. A believer in the ways of old. Reader of the rune stones. Lover of Odin's wisdom. Warrior of the thunder bolt. Rebel against the corruption of outside influences. Skeptic of foreign religions. Raider of blaspemous temples of the serpent. protector of the realm of miguard. Servant of all that is right. Guardian of the light.
Valkyrie, carry me to your paradise.
Valkyrie, save my life.
Valkyrie, i am in your debt.
Valkyrie, by your grace I am chosen.
Valkyrie, in your love I am stolen.
Valkyrie, without you this battle feels meaningless.
Valkyrie, without you I feel completely hopeless.
Carry me to Valhalla, oh valkyrie,
so that I can mend these wounds.
Take me away my lover to your bed
so that I be can fresh for the battle that lies ahead.
The last men;
protectors of the earth,
spartans against the beast;
against the mongolian eastern horde
Servants of Asguard
warriors of the light;
Thors might;
say goodnight!!!!!
Thunder god's protection,
slaying of the dragon
eating of the demon,
meads drinking,
pissing on your feelings!!!!
Ragnarok's overcoming,
loki's undoing,
empires fall,
new reign of the gods!!!!!
Frozen under the ice for aeons. The never ending winter chill keeps them trapt. So much energy untapped waiting to be unleashed. So much hatred for those who put them here.
Pointless desires
lead to a stagnant
fire
Denied entry
into the gates of Vahalla,
Thrown from the Bifrost bridge
into the abyss
Revenge inspired over just a kiss
Carry this weight of disrespect,
So much to prove to yourself,
always plotting the comeback performance
Never accepted,
always wearing masks to fit in
But finally taking them off to show them
who you really are underneath:
A dark star,
and sucking them right into your vortex
you finally let them feel all the pain and suffering
you have always felt;
A hollow heart,
throwing their lies right back at them,
and sucking the life right out of them
you finally gain the power you have always
craved by taking
what has always been denied to you.