Woden's Reign
DoomSword Lyrics


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Seems to me a great vast black ocean
Yet it ignores the wind
Once you can see it than describe it to your lord.

A huge mass of shining polearms
The sound of battle horns, prepares the storm
Death is coming dresssed as a pagan horde.
Above this walls i admire my end,
This viking horde is beauty and death.
My lord forgive me for all my sins,
Please let me sing of our future heathen reign...





Woden's Reign.

Overall Meaning

The first verse of the song "Wodens Reign" by DoomSword talks about a vast ocean that seems to be black and immense, but it is ignoring the wind. This metaphor is used to describe the overwhelming and dominating power of fate or destiny. The second line, "Once you can see it than describe it to your lord," emphasizes the idea that fate or destiny is beyond human comprehension and only the gods can truly understand it.


The second verse introduces the image of a vast army of shining polearms and the sound of battle horns, preparing for a great storm of death. The words "death is coming dressed as a pagan horde" paints the picture of a fierce and savage army with no mercy. The singer of the song is standing above some walls admiring the viking horde as both beauty and death. The final line of the verse "Please let me sing of our future heathen reign" shows that the singer is in awe of the power and strength of the pagan army and hopes for a future where they reign supreme.


Overall, the lyrics of "Wodens Reign" paint a vivid image of the power of fate and the beauty and brutality of a pagan army.


Line by Line Meaning

Seems to me a great vast black ocean
I see an immense, dark sea before me


Yet it ignores the wind
Despite the wind's efforts, the sea remains unmoved


Once you can see it than describe it to your lord.
If you bear witness to the sea, you must convey its greatness to your ruler.


A huge mass of shining polearms
A large group of polished weapons glint in the sunlight.


The sound of battle horns, prepares the storm
The blaring of war horns signals the imminent arrival of combat.


Death is coming dressed as a pagan horde.
A horde of pagans clad in death's costume are approaching.


Above this walls i admire my end,
Standing atop these walls, I behold my fate.


This viking horde is beauty and death.
The Viking horde is both beautiful and deadly.


My lord forgive me for all my sins,
I humbly ask my lord's forgiveness for my transgressions.


Please let me sing of our future heathen reign...
Allow me to proclaim the coming era of heathen rule: Woden's Reign.




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Comments from YouTube:

Hamza Changazi

That picture's called - Gizzur Challenges the Huns, for those interested.

Tractor Driver

Hails! Great song

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