HELSÓTT LYRICS
album: "Woven" (2014)
1. Helsott2. Agamemnon
3. Axe, Shield And Battlefield
4. Painless Journey Of Death
5. Cessation (Vandals Divide Pt. II)
6. The Sacking Of Lindisfarne
7. Now His Fate
8. Eight Drunken Celts
9. Folkvangr
10. Vandals Divide
11. Honour Thy Valkyrie
1. Helsott
2. Agamemnon
Oh Agamemnon you're the son of the great Atreus
And the ruler over all who dwell in Greece
All your power made you victor in the Trojan war
But your steadfast return won't be glorious
Back at home stabbed in the bath by his wifely whore
Aegisthus claiming revenge now rules your kingdom
All your life you lived with might sights set high on a godly throne
But the pitiful end of the king of all men sent him to the dark unknown
Oh your wife's jealous for the motives of your war bringing Priam's Cassandra
To your bed and despite all of the pleasure that you gained… you're dead
All your life you lived with might sights set high on a godly throne
But the pitiful end of the king of all men sent him to the dark unknown… libation
Oh Agamemnon you're the son of the great Atreus
Brother to the spartan's leader Menelaus
Your bloodlines actions have increasingly angered the gods
They were forced to lay plagued curses on your house
Underworld drink of the blood from Odysseus
Sacrifice his attention gained you can say your piece
My bitch wife
Slayed me in my own tub
Aegisthus
Then took my home
Treachery
Orestes
My son avenged my death
Killed them both
I hate her more
She's a whore
3. Axe, Shield And Battlefield
4. Painless Journey Of Death
5. Cessation (Vandals Divide Pt. II)
6. The Sacking Of Lindisfarne
[feat. Mike Pardi]
Heathen omens – Northumbrian lightning storms
Heathen omens – fire dragons take the sky
Heathen omens – ungodly winds leave us torn
Heathen omens – I am not prepared to die… for any god
Fly to Lindisfarne – we leave this
Land that we love, this home that we know, for mountains of gold
Unrelenting
Seas that we cut, waves that we rip, this powerful ship
Unforgiving
Fury we have, for the holy man, with blood on his hands
Disrespecting
Christians will fall, so stay on those oars, with axes and swords
Lo and behold
We will cleanse their land
And take all that we can
Southwest we point the ship – row
Dragonhead see the way-row
Lead us to power and wealth – row
We will tear through night and day – we go
Odin will heat up your heart-row
Gives you all of your speed – row
Furious bound for the shore – row
Land is what we all need – we go
June 8th we land and all are free
In seven hundred ninety-three
We drag the ships onto the shore
Gather our strength prepare for war
Waste no time we break the gate
Security was far too late
For ignorance we'll make them pay
All of them will die this day
We take the lower corridor
Kill ten men then hunt for more
Walk up some stairs into a hall
Where fifty monks are standing tall
All at once they take a knee
And hope to god we leave them be
Take no heed for what they say
And gut the men as they all pray
Their limbs and organs we all tread
As we piss upon the dead
Words to their god turn to screams
As we laugh and taunt their dreams
Just before the last one died
He told us one was still alive
Locked inside the high bell tower
He's the one with all the power
We spit in the face of the saints
And spilled the blood of arrogance
We kill everyone that we see and celebrate while we expand
We walked on their temple of god
And treat it like its shit on our feet
We dance… dance on the altar of death
Lindisfarne their holy island
Heathen omens – northumbrian lightning storms
Heathen omens – fire dragons take the sky
Heathen omens – ungodly winds leave us torn
Heathen omens – I am not prepared to die!
Break that door down!
How could you let this happen,
We built all this for you
Am I not the perfect servant,
Is your kingdom black or blue
Prisoner in this temple,
They are coming after me
Trapped inside this high bell tower,
Are you false I cannot see
You're blind!
Write down this day
In your registry
The day that we sacked
This fucking priory
You shouldn't be here – your filth I have trod
This place is holy – but he's not my god
You will be punished – you think that is true
You're just a pagan – I've come to kill you
Grabbed by his robes, he was
Dragged past the broken door
Thrown down the stairs, where he was met with pagan love…
And kicked in the head, punched in the nose and thrown around…
Then stabbed in the leg, cried out in pain but all in vain
Raised off the ground, and carried to the court entrance
Strapped to a cross, arms apart and back exposed…
Then smacked in the face, to insure hes still conscious…
For Thor we celebrate it's in the bag
Let's make our flag… wave
Blood eagle – you are the blood eagle
So spread those wings 'cause we are the vikings
Blood eagle – you are the blood eagle
So spread those wings 'cause we are the vikings
Knifed in the back, torn straight down his wretched spine
Skin open wide, shots of blood are passed around…
Then crack his rib cage, rip out his lungs and raise our horns
Now you're the blood eagle,
So spread those wings 'cause we are vikings
Blood eagle – you are the blood eagle
So spread those wings 'cause we are the vikings
Blood eagle – you are the blood eagle
So spread those wings 'cause we are the vikings
Raiders from the north we've come to penetrate your southern whores
We will rape, kill, pillage, smash
We will not stop until we've conquered all.
7. Now His Fate
8. Eight Drunken Celts
9. Folkvangr
I will lay my head down at night
And dream of the place I will go when I die
It helps me clear my mind to rest
Gets me thru the day it's the knot that I tie
Others would want me to believe
Odin is the way but I would disagree
Freyja is laced in all my dreams
Tells me that Fólkvangr is the home for me
An open field, a golden shield, a horn of mead
Ancient markings surrounded by maple trees
Plenty of men to fight endless to eat
Falcon goddess is the one I get to meet
I want to go to my meadow my meadow
I will go to Fólkvangr - Fólkvangr
I read the stars for signs to show me who I am
And where I am supposed to be
Night - I'm asleep until its light - I awaken to a fight -
Win the battle then we move the camp
West - and continue on our quest - and then we get to rest -
Welcome slumber dream of Fólkvangr
Field of the host, I dream of most, to go inside
Freyja's tower Sessrúmnir hall of my pride
Walk through the door a bright silver light
There she is on her throne a perfect sight a perfect sight
I will lay my head down at night
And dream of the place I will go when I die
It helps me clear my mind to rest
Gets me thru the day it's the knot that I tie
Others would want me to believe
Odin is the way but I would disagree
Freyja is laced in all my dreams
Tells me that Fólkvangr is the home for me
Night - I'm asleep until its light - I awaken to a fight -
Win the battle then we move the camp
West - and continue on our quest-and then we get to rest -
Welcome slumber dream of Fólkvangr
The secret lore of the Gods I am Gudrún
I will die in vicious war and then I'll kneel before the Goddess Freyja.
10. Vandals Divide
The traveler arrived at the tribe of the brute siblings
A hidden camp near the cliffs of the vandal mountains
A beautiful maiden of the cloth cloaked in pagan norm
She told of a plan to unite three tribes
As her words were soft and warm
The chief is old and tired puts trust to his son
The future lies with him cause he's his only one
She gets close and trusted and tells him of her kind
Temptress of seduction she poisons his mind
With her words she poisons his mind
I will love and care for you until my dying breath
I am scared and troubled I fear for your death
If you remain a heathen a dark place you will go
And we won't be together I feel that you know
We will run away together thru the fog thru the trees
We will leave our pasts behind never to be spoken
They must know we are gone headed for the sea
They will try to find us and bring us back again
The tribe cannot believe that they would run away
What were they thinking she will die this day
The chief wants his son back spreads word thru the land
He wants him safe and well but kill her where she stands
Backed by the void of reasoning
Brutal times rot to the core
But the vibrance of the tyrants brought forth faith
And they started a war
We will run away together thru the fog thru the trees
We will leave our pasts behind never to be spoken
They must know we are gone headed for the sea
They will try to find us and bring us back again
They ran into asking the word has been spread
And without warning they lopped off her head
He drew his blade in anger he was told to yield
He did not they broke his neck they hit him with a shield
They hit him with a shield the vandals divide
His son is dead.
11. Honour Thy Valkyrie
Battle become man-hunter
Christians invaded a seed of treachery
And when you die honour thy Valkyrie
Thank you for your faith in me father
I must try and keep it together
Hoed my head up high for the Gods of war to seal my fate within our folklore
A sword is held up high it slashes through the sky
A warrior near by connects with meat warrior is dead
Was hit in the head look at the bloodshed he falls to his feet
He swings his sword once more through armored
Flesh it tore deep in his heart
He swore he would survive the attack
As he looks at the downed a taste for blood has been found
Then without a sound an arrow pierces his back
The boy stood no chance and as he fell the two men
That he cut down went straight to hell
They went straight to hell... in to the underworld
Father I understand what you had to do
Send me to fight when I had no clue
Odin I shed their blood for thee
Feed my heartbeat my pride and my destiny
As he lay in the field his fate is suddenly sealed
He clinched the sword that he wields while gasping for air
As the blood fills his lung the bell of death has been rung
His swan song has been sung by a voice so fair
Its a girl that he hears who fells him not to have fear
He will be feasting with beer the afterlife is great
Gold light in the sky so bright it blinds his eyes
The moment that he dies he is free of hate
The morning sun shines on the field and brightens up the dead
The Christians and the Norsemen fought for Valhalla they bled
A Valkyrie rides fast to him picks him up off the sand
He honoured her with two he killed and died with word in hand.
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