Snorri Ulversson
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Data d'iscrizione : 14.03.12
 |  Titolo: Componimenti Nanici  Mer Ago 14, 2013 4:59 pm | |
| Dwarves Anthem
From the stone we are carved
From the steel our heart
We will fight side by side
O' beards and axes a tide
Strong and proud we stand still
To respect our Lord's will
We are legacy of Gods
To defeat all evil odds
For honor and duty we fight
We'll never run at your sight
Dwarves, stone warriors from the past
Hear our warcry, we'll fight till the lastToday we fight
Freezing wind whispering enemies' warcry
bringing the rotten smell of fear and death
preparing for the bloodshed I hold my breath
Grimnir give me strength,my soul's ready to fly
With my brothers into battle we charge
I'm not afraid, I was born for this day
Nobody is gonna stand on our way
through their lines with our axes we barge
As the day falls, no one is left alive
Great Valaya, let our deads in peace to rest
and pose on our wounds your healing hand
Victorious once more, united we stand
Sons of Grungni, from the east to the west
We're dwarves, only the strongest survive
Hammerers
Chosen from the chosen, we are the elite
to serve and protect, our oath bounds us 'till death.
From the day we kneel to the Lord to last breath,
we are the guardians that you cannot beat.
We know no fear nor shame, no strain nor defeat
the hammers, symbols of our bond and our race
shine like stars, we will never fall from grace
once in battle, we will never retreat.
Be ready, 'cos we are not afraid to die!
we're coming, you can run but you cannot hide
as your fathers and ancestors did before.
A day of blood and honor awaits once more
for the Lord and the land, into glory ride,
Brothers o'mine, raise your hammers to the sky!
Explorers
Wandering through plains and mountains, far from home
left friends and family, here with my warband.
We're all avenger of our beloved homeland,
reporting my story to you on this tome.
The ground is my bed, the sky my cover,
behind the enemy lines we start to fight;
with bows and axes o'steel, we prove our might
holy Goddess of battle, I'm your lover.
Cunning vanguard, soldiers not like the others
ambushes and confusion are our signs,
vanishing into the wild, 'till the next strike.
Doing it from behind, you know, as we like
bringing fear and despair to enemy lines
Explorers we are, stealthy warriors, brothers.
Slayer
I have lost my honor, covered in shame
banned from my family and my home
condemned before my glorious death to roam.
Not Destiny, nor Gods, just myself to blame.
Shaved my head, with orange my beard dyed;
got my axes, and carved runes on my skin.
Buried all my sanity deep within,
be ready hellish spawn, to battle I ride.
At last a worthwhile opponent now I face,
we're both bleeding, life is pouring out from me.
But today, today is a fine day to die.
Thanking mighty Grimnir, far into the sky
my honor is restored, sealed with blood I see
in the end peace comes, now death myself embrace.
Riporto qui tutti i miei sonetti, in attesa di terminare gli altri componimenti per i miei fratelli di barba. Possano gli Dei benedirvi. | |
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