Eye of Odin - Odins Chosen (2000)

01) Eye of Odin

Nine long nights on that windy tree, Given to myself, Myself to me.

None gave me bread, none gave me drink, down to the depths I did sink.

Eye Of Odin.

Speared through the side, finally runes I spied, grasping – seizing, I gathered them in

Well being I won and wisdom too, a sacrifice from me, a gift to you.


02) War Machine

I urge you to be brave. Be strong and face it. Stand up and fight like a man!

Be a war machine, a war machine, war machine.

Don’t let em grind you down, rise up and charge ‘em, fight back and never give in.

Be a war machine, a war machine, war machine.

So hold on to your pride, be what you are and show them a warrior’s wrath!

Be a war machine! A war machine! War Machine!


03) The Gift

I carry the gift – one link in a chain, 1000 generations – we shall live again; I carry the gift – one link in a chain; 1000 generations – we shall live again.

It’s the the filth of the Christ, polluting our soul; the stench of decay, divorced from our soil; moulding our Folk, one world is their way; But I fight for my Faith, it’s Odin’s holy way.

I carry the gift – one link in a chain; 1000 generations – we shall live again; I carry the gift – one link in a chain; 1000 generations – we shall live again.

2000 years of Nazarene creed; destroying our mother, selfish greed; the rot of the east, eating from within; divorcing Mother Jorth from her kith and kin.

I carry the gift – one link in a chain; 1000 generations – we shall live again; I carry the gift – one link in a chain; 1000 generations – we shall live again.

Cast off their fetter, break their chains; that shackle our minds, that poison our brains; look to your folk, look to your land; believe in yourself – become the Man.

I carry the gift – one link in a chain; 1000 generations – we shall live again; I carry the gift – one link in a chain; 1000 generations – we shall live again.


04) Reign I Forever

Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!

The light thou beholdest stream through the heavens; in flashes of crimson is but my red beard; blown by the night wind afrighting the nations; here amid the icebergs rule I the nations; reign I forever!

I am – the Thunderer; Hammergod; I am Thor; The Thunderer; Hamemrgod; I am Thor.

Here in my north land mine eyes are the lightning; Giants and Thurses am I a-fighting; The Wheels of my chariot roll in the Thunder; mighty Mjollnir strikes enemies asunder; reign I forever!

I am – the Thunderer; Hammergod; I am Thor; The Thunderer; Hamemrgod; I am Thor.

Still is Thor’s Day; Still is Thor’s Day.

With my Gauntlets, power I wield; my belt braced might is my shield; might is right, strength holds sway; over the whole Earth, still is Thor’s Day; reign I forever!

I am – the Thunderer; Hammergod; I am Thor; The Thunderer; Hammergod; I am Thor; I am Thor; I am Thor.


05) Faith, Folk and Family

For many months we make our home; On raging waves or gentle foam; the seas’ salt taste ever on our lips; as we sail the world in our Dragon ships.

We do not sit with faces long; debating for hours what’s right or wrong; for the roots of our lives stem from three; which are Faith, Folk and Family.

If our deeds serve them in peace or war; performed on homeland or distant shore; then they are good, with honour bright; and worthy in the high Gods’ sight.

We do not sit with faces long; debating for hours what’s right or wrong; for the roots of our lives stem from three; which are Faith, Folk and Family.

But if harm they intend, be it large or small; then that is wrong and that is all; the guide that you should need for life; in times of peace or times of strife.

We do not sit with faces long; debating for hours what’s right or wrong; for the roots of our lives stem from three; which are Faith, Folk and Family.

So we hail the Gods on sea or land; and proudly under the skies we stand; we hail our Mother, the bounteous Jorth; and hail our Folk, the Folk of the North!


06) Odin’s Chosen

Sig Tyr, Sig Tyr, Sig Tyr, Sig Tyr.

We must have dominion, over land and sea; the beauty of our blood, there for all to see; our Mother the planet, our father the sea; the Wolf in the forest runs wild, lives free.

Saxon, Angle, Vandal, are we; Sweubi, Alan, Alamani; we are the blood, our hearts are free; the chosen of Odin.

Enslaved and degraded, brought to our knees; our past glories faded, we yearn to be free; chosen by Woden to follow his creed; stand up as proud men, and you will be free.

Helveti, Frank, Goth, are we; Jutes, Teutons, Marcomani; We are the blood, our hearts are free; the chosen of Odin.

Strive for perfection be all that you are; don’t live in the gutter but reach for the stars; sing we of glory, the gods by our side; the final great battle, to death; to death we ride.

Saxon, Angle, Vandal, are we; Sweubi, Alan Alamani; we are the blood, our hearts are free; the chosen of Odin.


07) Allfather

Odin, Allfather, lord of our Race; before thee we gather, our foes to face; thy knowledge and wisdom, we turn to in need; the wyrd of thy kingdom; the strength of thy creed.

Hail Odin! Allfather! Hail Odin! Allfather!

The Forces of Darkness lie far over this land; they seek to destroy us, to grind us to sand; outlandsih customs, an alien dream; one world madness, a constant theme

Hail Odin! Allfather! Hail Odin! Allfather!

Our folklore and rituals, derided and scorned; yet the wheel is turning, a new age has dawned; the shackles of ages are rusting away; the alien’s creed, falls fast to decay

Hail Odin! Allfather! Hail Odin! Allfather!

Give us anew, thy strength and thy will; to succour our kinfolk, refurbish our skill; proud and definat, we call forth thy name; Allfather Odin, the truth we proclaim.

Hail Odin! Allfather! Hail Odin! Allfather! Hail Odin! Allfather!


08) Defender

Down he rode from the hills where he was born; with sword and shield and battle axe in hand; young and strong, he was the Chosen One; to lead the armies and defend his land; the day had come to fight and kill the intruders; by the shore, the enemies now stand.

Odin guide my sword; and I’ll slay the enemy; Odin guide my sword; to eternal victory.

Strengthened by the words of his old father: - “Son, you must be merciless and brave”; never let them take an inch of land, no; he’d never let them march upon his fleids, no; he’d never let his people be enslaved

Odin guide my sword; and I’ll slay the enemy; Odin guide my sword; to eternal victory.

Thor the mighty throws his hammer in wrath; thunder roars and lightning strikes the sky; now the battle rages into chaos; blood is running strong, the valkyries fly; Finally the defender stands victorious; Valhalla awaits for the brave who died.


09) Maldon

Danish brothers they raided the shores; every year they came, evermore; Danegeld for the lives of the brave; could halt the warriors march to the grave.

On the field of Maldon that morn; the English stood and a legend was born. On the field of Maldon that morn; the English stood and a legend was born.

Two hosts readied, the scene was set; hearts were steadied , as battle was met; Earl Byrthnoth made his stand; as blood was spilt for the English land.

At Maldon; at Maldon; at Maldon; at Maldon.

The carls did stand on that fateful day; at their feet the Earl did lay; they could have run, turned and fled; instead they stood, then fought and bled.

Shield met shield in a widow’s wall; swords swung and axes did fall; brave men fell and ravens did fly; as the Valkyries swept from the Sky.

On the field of Maldon that morn; the English stood and a legend was born. On the field of Maldon that morn; the English stood and a legend was born.

Steeped in honour and duty bound; refused to leave, they stood their ground; hearts grow keener as strength fails; courage the greater as death prevails.

At Maldon; at Maldon; at Maldon; at Maldon.

The carls did stand on that fateful day; at their feet the Earl did lay; they could have run, turned and fled; instead they stood, then fought and bled, fought and bled, fought and bled.


10) Valkyrie

They will follow the will of Odin, when your time has come, take you to the Hall of heroes, where warrior’s work is done. The ice-cold warrior maidens will be there when you fall, to take you over Bifrost, to feast in the Valhall.

The choosers of the slain; the Valkyrie will end your pain.

Steel shod, warrior maidens, sweeping from the sky, mark you for Freya or Odin when you fight and die. The ice-cold warriors maidens will be there when you fall, to take you over Bifrost, to feast in the Valhall

The choosers of the slain; the Valkyrie will end your pain.

Don’t fear their icy presence, nor their cold embrace, as you feel your life force ebbing, the blood drain from your face. The ice-cold warrior maidens will be there when you fall, to take you over Bifrost, to feast in the Valhall.

The choosers of the slain; the Valkyrie will end your pain.


11) The Lion’s Roar

To the blood shed, by sheep the lion’s led, our people have been used; too many bloody wars, a nation led by whores, our lives have been abused; it seems the warrior spirit has now died; seems the politicians always lie.

Once a window on our land, the people could see through, then a mist came, in their eyesight, now the view’s not true, a web of deceit stands before our eyes; corrupted maze of stinking lies.

How long’s it been since you believed, you were worth a thing? Politicians and their masters, you are worth nothing, they don’t care if you just live or die; got their fingers in each and every single pie.

One day we’ll wake up, from a deep and dark, foreboding sleep; and when we do, I hope I don’t hear bleating as from sheep; I wanna hear the lions stand and roar! Go ahead kick down corruption’s door! I wanna hear the lions stands and roar! Go ahead kick down corruption’s door!