Those That Crush the Roots of Blood - text
There stands our monument of faith.
Preserved by time, not by touch,
We remember the times of our golden age.
Homage to the ones who died in fight.
Burial mound of the fallen.
Stone of the white horse,
Birth of our true land.
Seek to remove our old ways.
Those that crush the roots of blood
Shall burn in flame as elder days.
Our entire heritage has been defiled,
To create a path for false gods and prophets
Destroying our identity!
And those without diligence shall pay with their blood!
- Leódum On Lande
- Those That Crush the Root..
- Black Moss
- Upon These Stones
- Pillar of the Sun
- That Which Is Now Forgott..
- 1. These Isolated Lands
- 2. Fyrgenstréam
- 3. Heófungtid
- 4. Those That Crush the Root..
- 5. Jormungandr
- 6. The Scouring
- 7. The Name of the Wind
- 8. Upon These Stones
- 9. That Which Is Now Forgott..
- 10. Black Moss