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Wyn Eal Gedreas
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Modern English translation: All the Joy Has Died
Pagan Priest presiding over animal sacrifice: "With this, we spill the blood of our enemies!" Soldiers of the cross storm our land, making carcasses of our women and slaves of our children. Our great Irminsul defiled, our warriors deceived and murdered by the hypocrisy and hatred of the Holy Roman Emperor. His laws sever our bloodlines, deny us the freedom to preserve our individuality, forbid us to live and walk the honorable path of our ancestors. We shall not bow before his pestilent throne, we shall not forsake the gods of our fathers! We are the sons of Woden, we are the wolves among the sheep! We shall hold high the hammer of Thunor, we shall welcome death standing proud and defiant before kneeling before the hallow kingdom of fear and guilt! We are the strong, the valiant, the fearless vindicators of the Blutgericht of Verden, the warstained steel of blood and thunder! Hail Saxnot! Pagan Priest: "Blood brings us power!"
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The stag lord sits cross legged in shamanic meditation, bearing the symbol of nobility in one hand, and the ram-horned serpent in the other. He is the master of the beasts of the forests, of knowledge, and of death. His cult remains lost in obscurity, buried with the druids of the iron age, and even his name has been forgotten. The Horned One: "I've had many names, old names, that only the wind and the trees can pronounce. I am the mountain, the forest, and the earth."
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Fenrir, son of Loki, writhes in agony and hatred. The mightiest of all wolves, he has fallen victim to the deception of the Aesir, who raised him themselves in Asgard. But the gods harbored fear and loathing for this great beast, knowing his power could bring havoc across the nine realms. Under the guise of a test of strength, the gods have fooled Fenrir into binding himself with the magical chain Gleipnir, forged in the dark underground labyrinths of Svartalfheim. The brave god Tyr had his hand devoured by Fenrir during the binding, but this will not suffice for the wrath that burns in heart of the wolf. The Allfather himself must pay for the breaking of this oath. Taken to a desolate location, the chain was tied to a boulder and a sword was placed in Fenrir's jaws. Howling with vengeance and pain, the river Ván flows from his drooling mouth, a foaming stream of scorn and blood.
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Son of Nine Mothers
02:52
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Upon the sky cliffs of Himinbjörg, Heimdallr stands watch over the Bifrost. Born of nine mothers, the noble guardian of Asgard protects the realm from the enemies of the Aesir. He sleeps less than a bird, and nothing bypasses his sight for hundreds of leagues, by day or night. The sound of grass sprouting from the ground in Midgard and the growing of wool on sheep cannot escape his ears. Watching and listening, the great Gjallarhorn in his hands, he waits for impending doom to approach. As the undead völva has foretold, Heimdallr and Loki will take each others lives, as the world burns and sinks into the sea.
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Hrungnir was conceived in the summer of 2013 by MacTaidh. Inspired by mythology, legends, battles, and the ancient heathen cultures of the past, Hrungnir seeks to create primitive atmospheric music which embodies the spirit, honor, and values of the old gods. Hrungnir was the mightiest of all giants in Norse mythology, and represented the animating forces of darkness, winter, night, and the grave. ... more
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