The project began in January 1998. Heri Joensen met his old bandmate, Kári Streymoy, at a party in Copenhagen, Denmark. Joensen suggested to Streymoy that they should meet up and jam. Streymoy initially declined, but later took him up on his offer.
They were soon joined by another former bandmate, bassplayer Gunnar H. Thomsen, making the duo a trio.
Singer Pól Arni Holm and guitarist Jón Joensen (Heri Joensen's brother) were part of the band while they recorded How Far to Asgaard but left soon after its release.
Terji Skibenæs joined after Jón Joensen had left the band. Allan Streymoy (Kári Streymoy's brother) took over singing duties for a brief time during which they released the single "Ólavur Riddararós". After Allan left Heri Joensen took over the vocals. It was this line up which recorded Eric the Red.
Skibenæs left the band for a while after the release of Eric the Red. The band played as a trio for some time. In the summer of 2004 they were joined by Icelandic guitarist Ottó P. Arnarson for a very brief time. When the latter left, Skibenæs came back.
Lady of the Slain
Týr Lyrics
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On a war torn way
Take my treasure
For another day
Fettered felines and a battle swine
Feast like there's no future now, showing no restraint
Mead and mayhem, golden drink divine
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Pain and pleasure
My reality
Life of leisure
Or a fantasy
Burning beauty hung above her breast
Moments in her company, high and holy pain
Flaming fairness, I will find no rest
Until I have reached your hall, lady of the slain
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
The song "Lady of the Slain" by Týr, a Faroese heavy metal band, is a tribute to the Norse goddess Freyja, who is known as the "Lady of the Slain." The lyrics describe a warrior making a wager and offering his treasure for the chance to enter Freyja's hall. The warrior is welcomed with a feast of mead, mayhem, and divine golden drink, where he indulges without any restraint. The beauty of Freyja is described as burning and fair, and the warrior becomes obsessed with reaching her hall.
The chorus of the song repeats the idea of Freyja crying tears of red gold, indicating that she is mourning the warriors who have died in battle but also suggesting that she is a powerful goddess who can transform tears into valuable metals. The lyrics also speak of stories about Freyja's realm far beyond the skies, referencing the belief in Valhalla, the afterlife for brave warriors. The last stanza presents a contrast between pain and pleasure, wondering if life is meant to be leisurely or filled with battles, and questioning whether Freyja's realm is a reality or just a fantasy.
Overall, the lyrics of "Lady of the Slain" depict the allure of the Norse goddess Freyja and the attraction of the afterlife promised to warriors who die in battle. The warrior in the song is willing to risk everything for the chance to enter Freyja's hall and indulge in its delights. The tears of red gold represent both mourning and power, a fitting tribute to a goddess who holds sway over both love and war.
Line by Line Meaning
Wanton wager
Reckless bet
On a war torn way
On a path of destruction
Take my treasure
Take what I have
For another day
Perhaps tomorrow
Fettered felines and a battle swine
Chained cats and a war pig
Feast like there's no future now, showing no restraint
Eating without concern for tomorrow
Mead and mayhem, golden drink divine
Alcohol and chaos, revered golden beverage
Let me in your heathen hall, lady of the slain
Allow me into your realm of death, goddess of battle
Tears of red gold she cries
Crying valuable tears of blood
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
Legends speak of her dominion in the heavens
And if a battle was your demise
If death came in a fight
May come the night when you see she cries
One may witness her tears in the darkness
Pain and pleasure
Experiencing both suffering and enjoyment
My reality
This is my world
Life of leisure
Idle lifestyle
Or a fantasy
Or perhaps I am dreaming
Burning beauty hung above her breast
Intense allure rests above her chest
Moments in her company, high and holy pain
Being with her is both pleasurable and divine agony
Flaming fairness, I will find no rest
Blazing charm, I will not be at peace
Until I have reached your hall, lady of the slain
Until I have entered your dwelling, goddess of death
Contributed by Zachary L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Renato Gralhoz
Týr - Lady of the Slain
Wanton wager
On a war torn way
Take my treasure
For another day
Fettered felines and a battle swine
Feast like there's no future now, showing no restraint
Mead and mayhem, golden drink divine
Let me in your heathen hall, lady of the slain
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Pain and pleasure
My reality
Life of leisure
Or a fantasy
Burning beauty hung above her breast
Moments in her company, high and holy pain
Flaming fairness, I will find no rest
Until I have reached your hall, lady of the slain
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Fettered felines and a battle swine
Feast like there's no future now, showing no restraint
Mead and mayhem, golden drink divine
Let me in your heathen hall, lady of the slain
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Renato Gralhoz
Týr - Lady of the Slain
Wanton wager
On a war torn way
Take my treasure
For another day
Fettered felines and a battle swine
Feast like there's no future now, showing no restraint
Mead and mayhem, golden drink divine
Let me in your heathen hall, lady of the slain
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Pain and pleasure
My reality
Life of leisure
Or a fantasy
Burning beauty hung above her breast
Moments in her company, high and holy pain
Flaming fairness, I will find no rest
Until I have reached your hall, lady of the slain
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Fettered felines and a battle swine
Feast like there's no future now, showing no restraint
Mead and mayhem, golden drink divine
Let me in your heathen hall, lady of the slain
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Tears of red gold she cries
Tales have her realm far beyond the skies
And if a battle was your demise
May come the night when you see she cries
Tears of red gold
Imadeyourhp0
I would listen to this on repeat while playing as Pentakill Mordekaiser in LoL. Tyr has the best metal music out there 🤘
Týr
Thank you for that :)
- Heri
Veritas et Aequitas
I love the kick bass on this one, and the galloping guitar and drum rhythm on the bridge to the chorus is awesome.
jayme timoteo
One of my favorite song from this album.
Seph038
One of their best songs!
Týr
Much appreciated :)
- Heri
John Herbert Dillinger
🤘🤘 I love these guys!
Captain Dismas
Bom de mais!
Emilio Armada
Fólkvangr er inn níundi,
en þar Freyja ræðr
sessa kostum í sal;
halfan val
hon kýss hverjan dag,
en halfan Óðinn á.