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viernes, 4 de diciembre de 2009

Victory or Valhalla

Una nueva canción para Varg Fang.

El nombre... pienso cambiarlo (Se aceptan sugerencias).


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Through the night rides my faithful man

Towards his faith, Knowing no fear

Sword in hand, feet firm in the stirrups

Breathing calm at the sight of death


He knows no other way, Stubborn in his madness

Charging on to Victory or Valhalla

Brave and true to his faith, He screams to the four winds

He can not hesitate through the path he chose


And for his return I will be waiting

To heal his wounds, to restore his hope

Sincere is his way, Loyal to our oath

His path leads to Vigrid or to me


There, through fields of blades, He spills his blood proudly

Fighting on to the end without a doubt

Fist of steel, faithful heart. Bareing his promise

Fighting on to Victory or Valhalla


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If a sword bites into his heart

I`ll give up mine and ride the wolf

Taking his soul through Bifröst

Climbing the clouds to Alfader's Hall


I will be his Valkyrie, The path to follow

In the hall of the dead we will meet again

As he died so I could smile, At his side I will stay

Burning down in his pyre. Holding his hand


martes, 16 de junio de 2009

WitchLust

Esta es la versión final de Witchlust, una de las letras de mi grupo, Varg Fang

Disfrútenla.

Wake up… here I am
Wake up… Here to stay

Look at me… here I am
Wake up now, I’m Here to Stay

What’s wrong darling, Is it hard to breath?
Even sitting in your chest I thought you would stay asleep

What’s wrong darling? Why are you scared?
Didn’t you summon me before you went to bed?

Now and for once, let’s put things clear
You have to know with who you’re dealing with

You’ve been burning women for years
And none of them were close to be a witch

They where lustful, they were mean
But they didn’t had what it takes to be me

Not the madness, nor the guts
Not the power to conjure your demons tonight

I’m so evil, I’m so sweet
with three words I’ll convert your life in a snake pit

Subtle toy in my Twisted desires
I will play with you ‘till your hours expire

There is madness in my hands
And I bet you would kill for the secrets I’ve kept

Yes, I’m burning in my lust
Not a succubus can drive you as mad as I could

What I want, that I get
And if you don’t please me, I’ll make you regret

I could live in a cave, maybe sleep next to you
About me no one can tell false from truth

I have nothing to do with Lucifer
I’m with Lilith, and he’s going crazy for her!

And I’m laughing at your laws
We've been laughing since Frau Lilith laughed at your god

And yes, you should fear me, like the boogie man
‘Cause you men always fear that you don’t understand

Fog is my veil, Blood is my booze
Watch out, Darling… I’m coming for you…

Yeah, Run, baby!

So now, tell me darling, Is it clear?
Don’t fear the devil, it is me you should fear

As a girl can be, there’s nothing worse
And I swear I will be the essence of your remorse

Oh, I pity you, little man
You’re gonna suffer for every woman you burned ‘til you die

And if I ever say “Here to Stay”
Pray to god because nothing will drive me away

I will hunt you, track you down
I will make you my slave, in me you will drown!!!!

‘Cause… I’ll tell you, Honey

I’m as dark as the night
And as deep as the sea
Surrender’s your option
You belong to me
I’m the flame in your hel
The twitch in your arm
Stop dreaming about it
From this you can’t guard
I’m a bitch, I’m a leak
I’m the root in your path
Oops, you tripped `cause of me?
It’s my fault? Oh, to bad
I’m a potion, a scythe
A lotion and a knife
The rain in your heart
And the wood in your pants
A war in your brain
Or the peace that you pray for
When you go to bed
And claim to that guy upstairs
“Release me from her!”
But there is no escape
And if you think ‘bout it twice
I’m the best you can get!!!!!!

…I’m all you’ll ever gonna need…

…All you’ll ever gonna need.

miércoles, 21 de enero de 2009

Dedicada a un hermano

Siempre es bueno hacer espacio para agradecerle a los amigos.

A mi Brüdr Blodsverd. A veces un padre, a veces un consejero, a veces un socio. Siempre un amigo.


HAIL! Que las nornas te den buena mar.

La letra. Espero conseguir la traducción rápido.






Stat upp, stat upp, sjå attende
høyr sylvstrengjin kå dom læt
Sjå ei hulder, som du brænne
Som tå lystna åt dæg græt
Mange, veit æg, på dæg snika,
lat mæg bli di jænte!
Ingor som dæg bære lika
Ha du bi å vente

Vakraste tå dalens gute,
læg di staute hain ti mi
Æg vil hulle, leika, stute
Æg vil mora al di ti
Æg vil åt min Eilland lågå
rumje, smør å kjuke,
Åse ska tå glae dågå
kapvis åt dæg struke

Os ska bu ti Sonsteinheilla
Bli du dærfor intje ræd
Stuge mi æ hole fjella,
Mæ guld - å sylv . åro klæd

Stat upp, stat upp, sjå attende
høyrsylvstrengjin kå dom læt
Sjå ei hulder, som du brænne
Som tå lystna åt dæg græt
Mange, veit æg, på deg snika,
lat mæg bli di jænte!
Ingor som dæg bære lika
Ha du bi å vente

Mi banda Sonora


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