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The Shining Swords Of Hate

by Countess

Sons of rain and winter cold Returning home like once foretold Waging war to cleanse their land Once sold dirt cheap by traitor’s hand They forge anew swords of old Crushing the false foreign faith's hold Whilst they call on the one-eyed god Once more soil is mixed with blood
Total War 21:21
The moon is full the mirror cracks Smiling from the depths He reigns See the red eyes in the dark Tonight the chosen break their chains Evil dwells, eternal, unstoppable The warriors of darkness ride Our souls rejoice in cries of pain Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide We are wolves and we are proud Blood drips from our unholy jaws Tonight we claim our victory The priest torn apart by evil claws We drink the virgin’s blood The High One speaks to us We hunt on Diana’s trail We cry in ecstasy We know no more fear The eternal fire we feel Our fate we embrace To no mortal man we kneel Ages old warriors atop a mountain cold The shining swords of hate by their sides To an eternal life of blood and honour called By the One who rides disguised through the night One with darkness in wind and rain They feel the Fourth Storm drawing near For centuries for The Sign they waited At last the eternal winter is here They have returned to wipe out their shame The sheep will drown in blood and pain Revenge is sweet as a virgin’s flesh All your frikin´ prayers said in vain At last the reign of the king of slaves And his worshippers will be done The cross nothing but a memory When the final war is won For two centuries the slaves of Christ Spat on mankind’s true Father But now clouds of darkness and hate Above Jehovah’s throne gather
Hate from Hell burns in my soul Total destruction my evil goal Hate from Hell will always prevail Darkness and evil forever I hail Hate from Hell will consume the earth To no avail was the Christ’s birth Hate from Hell is the ultimate thrill It truly inspires me to hail and kill Hate from Hell burns in my soul Hate from Hell will always prevail Hate from Hell will consume the earth Hate from Hell is the ultimate thrill
Rivieren van bloed en wouden van ijzer Zeeën van vuur en bergen van staal Het volk der krijgers werd hier gesmeed Een ras vol moed, eer en loyaliteit De draken werden door hen verslagen De dwergen maakten zij tot slaven Andere rassen konden hen niet stoppen Waar zij ook kwamen rolden koppen (bridge) Geboren uit staal, gedoopt in bloed Harten vol van een vurige gloed Te vuur en te zwaard De elven met hun wit-magische krachten Kon het volk zonder moeite afslachten Zelfs de machtige tovenaars vielen Machteloos tegen ´t volk met stalen zielen (bridge) Te vuur en te zwaard Onverschrokken en onvervaard Te vuur en te zwaard Onze heilige eer is alles waard Te vuur en te zwaard Dit volk waren wij – maar de magie is voorbij . . . (bridge) Te vuur en te zwaard
Die Blüte der Völker Europas Verschworen auf Führer und Tod Schwarz und Silber marschierten sie Die Fahne hoch für den Sieg Wächter und Sturmbahn Schulter an Schulter Ein Orden geschmiedet zu streiten für Haß Ehre heisst Treue so standen sie stolz Ihr Name war Schrecken in Ost und West An allen Fronten zerfetzten sie Jeden Widerstand ohne Gnad’ Geboren in Zorn und getauft in Blut In Flammen und Asche regiert der Tod Brust und Faust fassten glühenden Stahl Eicke fiel und ritt nach Valhall Keine Gefangenen ihm zu Ehre wochenlang Ein blutiges Meer als Todesritual Scharfes Schwert nutzlos in lahmer Faust Getreu in Pflicht, gefallen durch Verrat Geschmäht durch Geschichte, geachtet vom Feind Doch in Niederlage erzwangen sie Sieg Wenn Abendsonne verblutet in Nacht Erinnerung lodert in Herzen Sieg und Ruhm, Vernichtung und Tod Des Satan´s Soldaten Legende
When summers are forgotten And brothers slay each other When the legions of Surt rise And Musspell's horde fills the skies When the Norns annihilate all peace And Naglfar sails the seas The dawn of the final war is here When gods wage war the end is near When the horn of Heimdall blows And holy blood in thick rivers flows When the son of Loki breaks his chains And Midgard is consumed by flames When forces of darkness and light collide For puny mortals there’ll be nowhere to hide The dawn of the final war is here When gods wage war the end is near When the raven flies We must heed the call When the raven flies We will stand or fall When the raven flies We must heed the call When the raven flies We will stand or fall When the sky turns black as night And nothing is left but the will to fight When the Einherjar are to fulfil their destiny There’s no more use for All-Father’s necromancy When giants and trolls united ride And even Wodan and Donar fall side by side The dawn of the final war is near When gods wage war the end is here


released August 1, 2000


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Countess is a Dutch band that has been unleashing metal music upon the world since 1992.


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