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Graveland
The Fire of Awakening
Lp'2003
1.
The Four Wings of the Sun
2. Die for Freedom
Run
3. In the Sea of
Blood
4. We Shall Rise Again
Run
5. Battle of
Wotan’s Wolves
“Christian butchers that today are adored as saints murdered my
ancestors
that full of immortal pride did not want to accept strange faith”
The Four Wings of the Sun
In the shield of the Sun is the
power
The light of the Aryan knowledge
The four wings of the Sun
The hope of spirits, and the
strength of will
As proud ancient Gods stand by
his side.
Wotan raises his shield to
protect me from the shine
Women and children
Old warriors
Stone statues
Cold eyes and bright eyes
The four wings of the Su
Feed my pride and will
Their shade that falls on the
Earth
Paves the way of my dreams
The paths that I walk upon
Lead me through the darkness
There where my fate is; the
warriors old faith
The Earth hides the truth of
past centuries within herself
I feel her breath and strength
Within her the spirits lay,
which call upon us to fulfill our duty
The battle for souls will soon
come to be
Runes will speak in ancient
tongue
The Runes which wrote my path of
life
The Gods look upon me, form
their Golden thrones
Above their heads a bright
symbol shines
The four wings of the Sun
The ancient Aryan sign
Wotan rises his shield
To protect me from the shine
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Die for Freedom
For Freedom – Death
For Freedom – Blood
For Freedom – Fire
For Freedom – Destruction
Warrior awake
And step upon the path of honor
Bid farewell to your family and
land
Because the time for war has
come
The anthem of war horns, and
battle drumming
Are heard all throughout the
lands
The rhythm of war, wrath and
destruction
When the enemy crosses your
border
Red glows of fire will greet his
coming
No one will defend your land,
without your bravery and hand
No one will defend your freedom,
without your sacrifice
Today is the day that you make a
self-sacrifice
For bloodied Gods, sacrifice
your life
For Freedom – Death
For Freedom – Blood
For Freedom – Fire
For Freedom – Destruction
Even though, today, you will be
Fighting against hordes alone
Even though cowards and traitors
are outnumbering you
The Gods will always be with
you, on your way of war and honor
You yourself against everybody
else, will wage a victorious war
Just like your ancestors, you
will fight today
And nobody will take away your
honor and glory
Your wrath and will is all that
counts now
Your spirits fortitude embedded
in blood
On the battlefield under the
sign of Wotan
One against the enemy’s hordes
You’ll stand proud, ready to
fight, never backing out
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In
the Sea of Blood
When blood covers your eyes
When death dances around you
You laugh in her face with
despise
Because the time for your death
has yet not come
In the sea of blood, and storm
of fire
The choirs of the dying spread
melodies
Of death and destruction
The wings of death have covered
the Earth
Strike at the enemy where he
least expects it
Flood his hope in a hole of
tears
Poisoned arrows will reach their
hearts
No more love, neither mercy
The red Sun has hidden herself
Their fear born from our hate
Kindles fire and ash
The dance upon the battlefield
And their screams terrify and
freeze hearts
I raise my sword from the red
mud
I clench my fists and deliver
pain
I still live on, and laugh in
deaths face
Because nobody will take me
alive
Frantic horses run upon the red
field
And the shattered swords wound
their hoofs
The wages of war raise the
wails, because the
Spilt blood has called upon them
today
I sill live on, and against the
darkness I raise my sword
Ash mixes with blood, and the
blood on the field darkens
On the battlefield, in the sea
of blood
The wails of the dying become
the anthem of death
The eternal war absorbs all that
surrounds it
The Gods of death and
destruction gather
Their bloody harvest
When the anthem, drowned by the
sea of blood, will sound
We will tread on our enemy’s
standards
And the dead hordes of Yahweh
will become food for the rodents
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We
Shall Rise Again
We shall rise, and we shall
hasten
On the paths of our ancestors
We will pick up our broken and
rusted swords
And we will pierce them, for the
death carrying steel
A tribe will be reborn through
the blood
That eternally runs in the sons
of Wotan
Forgotten tongue, and forgotten
crests
Will be brought back to Earth
Let’s arise so that we can step
on the paths of
Honor and pride, and to be
hailed with praise
The White warrior of Wotan will
once again
Plunge his sword into the
age-long enemy’s heart.
The bastards of the viper Yahweh
will beg for mercy on their knees
We will feed the Earth with
their blood
We, the folk of winter and frost
The warriors of the Pagan North
Harden your hearts and bravery
Because the day of our uprising
is near
We will revive from the ashes of
ancient praise
Which is not forgotten, and not
obliterated
We will arise once again, to
return praise to our Gods
Swords will shine again, in the
light of fire and thunder
The four wings of the Sun will
waft upon the paths of our fate
Once again, White children will
be proud of their
Fathers and their Mothers
We shall rise ad we shall hasten
On the paths of honor and pride
White warriors of Wotan folk of
water and frost
The White warrior of Wotan will
once again
Plunge his sword into the
age-long enemy’s heart.
The bastards of the viper Yahweh
will beg for mercy on their knees
We will feed the Earth with
their blood
We, the folk of winter and frost
The warriors of the Pagan North
Harden your hearts and bravery
Because the day of our uprising
is near
We will revive from the ashes of
ancient praise
Which is not forgotten, and not
obliterated
We will arise once again, to
return praise to our Gods
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Battle of Wotan’s Wolves
Armed armies march towards the
battle
The warriors of Wotan, not
knowing good grace,
Pain, nor mercy for enemies
The enemies of Wotan are their
enemies as well
Small villages surrounded by
forests stand a flamed
Screaming and crying is all that
is heard
The oppressive smoke climbs to
high peeks,
And it covers the bodies of the
murdered
In response to the barbaric
attack
They fought bravely, but they
were defeated
They couldn't
defeat the Hatred
that came from the Northern woods
Much blood was spilt and many hearts were pierced
The fire absorbed and
obliterated the traces of the crimes
And the wind scattered the ashes
The warriors of Wotan left as
fast as they came
No one knows where they came
from
And to where they headed off to
The only things that remained
were the bodies of the dead
And the burnings upon the ground
Now nobody know if they fought
another battle
Or if they engulfed into a dark
forest
Nobody knows the paths that the
Wolves of Wotan walk upon
The Gods of war incline to them
And Wotan himself gives them his
strength
No one dares to go after them
Nobody dares to go against
Wotan’s will
Spilled Christian
blood will never be avenged
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