Summoning
night fell behind
Then mounte! Then mounte, brave gallants, all,
And don your helmes amaine:
Deathes couriers, fame and honor, call
Us to the field again.
No shrewish tears shall fill our eye
When the sword hilts in our hand,
Heart-whole well part and no white sighe
For the fairest of the land;
Let piping swaine, and craven wight,
Thus wheepe and puling crye
Our business is life men to fight,
And hero life to die!
- :
- Old Mornings Dawn
- The Demon Tapes … Anno Mortui Domini 1959-1961
- Miscellaneous
- Let Mortal Heroes Sing Your Fame
- Nightshade Forests (EP)
- Minas Morgul
- Dol Guldur
- Symphonic Metal VII: Dark & Beautiful
- Napalm Records All Stars
- Symphonic Metal
- Stronghold
- Napalm Records: With Us or Against Us, Volume VIII
- Orkus Compilation 18
- The Realm of Napalm Records
- With Doom We Come
- Lugburz
- Lost Tales
- Primal Rock
- Oath Bound
- The Urilia Text