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A Season Of Pagan Sorrow

by Kald Kriger

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John I love a good album artwork that gets you ready for what you're about to listen to. This does it! There's a cold atmosphere to this whole album, and with "Let the Ravens Fly!" I definitely feel it. There's a lot of very memorable riffs throughout the release as well that are quite catchy and get stuck in your head, thus making you want to hear it again and again. On my second listen now and I keep finding little subtle things here and there that I really like. Very solid release! Hails! Favorite track: Let The Ravens Fly!.
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1.
Úlfhéðnar 06:38
The wolves descend upon perilous night in search for holy blood Imbued with Thors thunderous might to strike down the white god We are savage men with hunger in our eyes We shall not faint until we feast on the hearts of the soldiers of christ Without shield without sword Wolves of Odhinn Howling in the night Úlfhéðnar Killing is our right We smell your filth from miles away Our pack will hunt until new dawn's day Beneath our blackened skin grows an invulnerable rage Without fear without remorse Wolves of Odhinn Howling in the night Úlfhéðnar forever We sharpen our fangs And make an offering to the gods And though some of us may die We will tear you limb from limb
2.
I have forseen The destruction ahead He will not quit Until we are all dead Beckons the wolf Darkness is he An apocalyptic holiday Of forseen defeat Allfathers demise Odin closes his eye Hugin and munin lie dead on the ground The end of our time is now Brothers will fight and kill each other Thor will fall with Jormungandr No mercy Ragnarok The Doom of the Gods Hear the thunderclap The sky will fall Beneath us earth crack It will take us all You cannot escape Midgards fate Soon you will dwell in the realm of Hel The mountain you live under crumbles before you A great wave to extinguish all you know
3.
We stand in the sunset, seeking your wisdom in the last ray of light, falling from between the clouds as scarlet pools like the blood beneath our feet We march up the hill Where the crucifix stands tall To break necks instead of bread and shout our heathen call You forced your way onto sacred lands Built temples where pagans once worshiped At sword point made your demands Anointed with blood and curses You are detested Your god is rejected Your life force is demeaning The earth needs a cleaning See the smoke rise from the valley of wrath Smite the Cross Burn it down What caused you to do this? What made you true? A divine rite you have claimed That by wealth and greed is skewed What is your purpose as a vessel of lies? I have accepted the challenge to bring your demise Curse the name of christ Blaspheme all things white All hail our divine right To rid the world of this Christian blight See the smoke rise Rain down a volley of death Smite that fucking Cross Feel my blade penetrate your chest Given to our swords Numerous they are And without restraint We bleed them and use it as paint To draw a sacred rune of blasphemy One-handed God who does what must be done, Grim and uncompromising, keep our spines straight, Our heads high, our eyes forward on this path of death and glory Hail Tyr Hail Tor Hail Odhinn To keep going in the face of all fear, To do right in the face of all necessity, To walk unswerving through fire, blood and steel
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Blackened eyes without a lid Find a saving grace within the dying light Find a cold comfort within the screams To which you cannot match a face Avert your eyes from the light And find the truth in its absence Let this darkness be your master And succumb to the wounds you've created Rain pisses from the sky Upon the greenest hill Dull and without life A Heaven Impaled Emptiness Is not something you wish for Hate Is not something you're granted Despair Is something much greater I shall penetrate your love with a spear of unrighteousness There will be a black bond structured by hopelessness Avert your eyes from the light And find the truth in its absence Let this darkness be your master And succumb to the wounds we created together Rain pisses from the sky Upon the greenest hill Dull and without life A Heaven Impaled
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Among the greenest pastures Beneath the whitest waterfall Lives an old wizard Who speaks to The Gods The forest is yawning Beasts gather their young Trolls linger in darkness The spiders web is spun Then men came with folklore That spoke of a bloody christ Many people they tortured Forced to drink the blood of lies Too many fallen warriors You bastards will pay with blood Your sons and daughters Will stand where we stood Trees that sway in winter A fire scorches the night sky A prisoner sent to slaughter For he with only one eye Odin owns us all Your shadow hangs upon a great tree Wise are you who bares the runes Take this sacrifice, spare divinity I wear my hammer with pride I invert the cross before your eyes I stand a heathen for all time I will never see the light Silence fills these bloodied fields The wind carries an anguished cry We'll honor our dead with axes swords and shields Let the Ravens fly
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I have seen the beginnings of death I have seen many endings of life I've watched the horror awaken in the mind and saw the escape of light from the eyes Now As I walk through the center of the ravaging storm My body and mind are torn piece by piece Though thunder and lightning do me no harm Flesh and bone is met with frost and ice I cannot contain how empty I am I cannot control my desperate hand I'm just a ghost of a man with a warriors heart Who worships the forest and wallows in the dark I must go I must find new beginnings I will leave my previous lives behind I'll sail on many oceans I'll crash upon the strongest tides Let the salt splash into my wounds I'll be as strong as the seas are stormy though whisps of misfortune guide my way Let the wind sweep me up into the hurricanes eye Today is the day I know I will die My earthly body has been destroyed I'm reborn anew from the ancient void Golden valkyries grant me safe passage Let "This Storm Travels North" be my final adage
7.
Bodies litter the ground This landscape is devoid of mortal sound Blades kiss the sky Sons are lost as arrows fly The voices I hear mimic the dead Screams of torture forever remain my head I watched my brothers die I watched you remove her head I found my children's bodies in the fields I know what I must do Heimdall marks my path true I tear out my roots and follow on Drunk with despair yet filled with pride Thor grant protection for me and mine Terror and passion strike My mountain of strife I am a great tree bound to this world My spirit reaches deep into the earth My branches touch all the elements of the sky Upon my body the Allfathers eye Challenge my soul Define my worth Step by step I travel towards tomorrow Into an everlasting season of sorrow
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Hordes of death Gnashing teeth Ripping flesh Greenskin Hordes of Death The orcs are coming Bloodlust rots in their eyes Black banners marching The pestilence of human life Many lives they have taken Their hunger knows no bounds No remorse for the children Like monstrous green hounds The scent of manflesh Brings our blood to boil I will not be satisfied Until I have my spoil Come dwarf, human, elf I'll taste your innards all Spellbound by green magicks None can escape the WAAAGH! Gnashing teeth Ripping flesh Greenskin Hordes of Death The great battlefield Littered with putrid corpses We make sacrament to their deaths With cheap wine and red flame torches Our king has fallen The soothsayers words were wrong Great Sigmar protect your people From the impending oblivion Crushing skulls underfoot Turn their bones to mud and soot Rip their jaws from their heads Paint your face with deep red We will put an end to them all We've torn down their mightiest thrall One million lives is but a small cost All hail the Warboss Night Goblins wait deep underground A symphony of evil unnatural sound The wolf riders hunt for a new feast Perched atop their great fanged beast Throwing spears to pierce your soul Too many to count a behemoth foe A thousand arrows blanket the sun You cannot hide you cannot run Tribes beyond number Brutal and belligerent Crafty and vicious A green tide of sheer violence Prepare for your doom Here come the Hordes of Death

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Other praise for "A Season Of Pagan Sorrow":

"Kald Kriger delivers a merciless piece of pagan black metal. Tracks such as "Let The Ravens Fly!" give the listener a familiar feeling from a band that we all love: Bathory." - Nacht_M

"Kald Kriger holds your head under the snow until your nose falls off, then will make you eat it. Would love to see them live Favorite track: The Doom of the Gods." Atomic 101

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released January 8, 2017

All vocals, music & lyrics were written, recorded, mixed, mastered and produced by Vredensdal within his home studio.
All artwork, photography, logos and layout by Vredensdal.
All instruments performed by Vredensdal except the drums, in session by Lord Mortkin.

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Kald Kriger Bellingham, Washington

Led by writer, composer and multi-instrumentalist; Vredensdal.

Anti-Christian.
Misanthropic.
Sorrowful.
Heathen.
Bitterness.

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