The Hyperborean
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Aug 21, 2026
I know of wind and wave The remedies that will save The signs of gods in the sky And the wounds from which we die Arctos, my guide to the North I know how to find a man's worth I've known women in my long life I've known happiness and strife Lands pass and waves crash Through the Pillars! Winds guide at full mast The mariner Carthage to the west And Rome to the east Fools with nothing to do But war until they sleep The land is filled with nothing but death The sea, take me away on Aiolos's breath I sail on Poseidon's wine dark seas But I follow Helios on a westerly breeze I see the Pillars standing tall Of he, the strongest of the Greeks Our course is set to the North To the Land of Giants, I seek I learned the waves I learned the skies My sea skill won't fail until the day that I see Lands pass and waves crash Hyperborea Winds guide at full mast The mariner
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Aug 21, 2026
There is nothing for me here There is nothing for me here Mankind I know your face It's conceit and lies And a knife in any embrace For rage and order Crowns, laurels, every conceit A deal in the night Spineless deceit Hear! The voice of the crowd Hear! The mighty lion Feel! It's breath, feel it rip They sentence you to Hear! The voice of the crowd Hear! The mighty lion Feel! It's breath, feel it rip They sentence you to Amusements For them who feast Wearing metals of station And whose souls are beasts Destiny Every empire will grow In body and lies Caenum est finis Hubris Is nothing to the claw The fangs that tear With the power of the law Damnatio There they condemn For nothing You will die again and again Hear! The voice of the crowd Hear! The mighty lion Feel! It's breath, feel it rip They sentence you to Hear! The voice of the crowd Hear! The mighty lion Feel! It's breath, feel it rip They sentence you to Hear! The voice of the crowd Hear! The mighty lion Feel! It's breath, feel it rip They sentence you to Damnation Ad Bestias There is nothing for me there There is nothing for me there And we go so very far We sail! To the stars
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Aug 21, 2026
From the east, the siren's song calls out loud On the wind and tide, for all time As tempting as gold that shines It calls us to the banquet, to the feast With the beast in disguise Sirens! You see, all is lost Sirens! So many wrecked on the rocks Sirens! You see, all is lost Sirens! So many wrecked on the rocks From the North, the cold wind bears truth Through the toil and strife, a breeze that soothes I hear all the suffering The tempting voices offering Come to us, join us, feast with us, we'll soothe all your pain Wealth and lust, the joy of the vine Amusements of the flesh At the table that we dine Forget all your trouble In a cup of your wine Death comes for us all In the calm of the storm I see, your beauty is now gone Your face has been scarred Lethe and limos bring is our gates But the return to lands not blessed At the table that we dine Forget all your trouble Tonight you drink with the divine Death comes for us all In the calm of the storm I see, your beauty is now gone Your flesh eaten by worms Sirens! You see, all is lost? Sirens! So many wrecked on the rocks Sirens! You see, all is lost? Sirens! So many wrecked on the rocks Sirens! You see, all is lost? Sirens! So many wrecked against the rocks
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Aug 21, 2026
The water shines In the light of the norther sky In cold air What is truth and what is a lie The air is clear By the stars that we steer In the light that shines By the stars of the northern... I've seen the world But I've never seen these lights Oh, a latitude away I see the northern skies Are we now where none have been? Breath the air, smell wood and fin Green lights in the distance shine This journey true, the gods give the sign. No ships have passed What does this mean? An empty ocean, or is this a dream? These northern light light up the sky This sight you've seen can never die The water shines In the light of the norther sky In cold air What is truth and what is a lie The air is clear By the stars that we steer In the light that shines By the stars of the northern... The air becomes ever cold The beauty of the stars shine There is ice on the bow Shining in the northern... Are we now where none have been? Breath the air, smell wood and fin Green lights in the distance shine This journey true, the gods give the sign No ships have passed, what does this mean? An empty ocean, or is this a dream? These northern light light up the sky This sight you've seen can never die.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Aug 21, 2026
The stars shine over the sea My crew, the stars, and me Silence, broken by the ice Is this land our paradise? Above the seabirds have all but gone Where once they cried in a loud voice Now maybe only ravens may rejoice Yet, beyond the North Wind Where the sun never leaves the sky And passed the place of dreams Where men go when they die When Boreas sends his breath The winds bring only death What once was here is gone Under the light of the midnight sun In Arctic Winds Carry your coin, they tell As you enter Asphodel What once was here is gone Under the light of the midnight sun In Arctic Winds Those left unburied Never cross Acheron In the light of the Northern Sky Where gods and men stand high Yet, where are the gods? I see only ice Islands of ice draw near Their origins far from clear Gleaming through the darkness with light Gods are those who have seen such a sight In Arctic Winds In Arctic Winds In Arctic Winds Those left unburied Never cross Acheron
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Aug 21, 2026
Sun High And waves crash the shore Never again will I see it anymore Snow cold And far too cold to breathe But stars like ripping of teeth Men lie, and women die Such is the fate Of all under the sky I searched A branded new world, I found A land for me, when all else have drowned Row! I told The ghosts, I know Row! I told Where to death, I go Such a vast place The Hyperborean stand As pillars of ice upon the land Not disease Nor old age Far from labor and battle, they say Neither by ship Nor on foot Would find the marvelous road Golden bridge Leads to the sky Hyperborea, if we die. Row! I told The ghosts, I know Row! I told Where to death, I go Row! I told The ghosts, I know Row! I told Where to death, I go
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Aug 21, 2026