HEIDEVOLKs Pagan Folk auf Niederländisch ist nicht unbedingt jedermanns Sache aber erfolglos ist die Truppe deshalb noch lange nicht. Heute veröffentlichen sie den zweiten Song vom anstehenden “Werdekeer“ Album, das für den 24. Februar 2023 auf dem Plan steht. Zuvor hatten sie ein Video zu `Klauwen Vooruit` herausgebracht.
Die Band erzählt zu ´Drink met de Goden (Walhalla)`:
“The song, “Drink met de Goden (Walhalla)”, takes us on a journey through the life of an ambitious warrior. Only young of age, he inherits his father’s sword and sets out to conquer the world, finding pleasure in feasting and fighting. When he gets older, he settles down on his father’s land and realizes there is more to life than battle and bars. He finds fulfillment with his kith and kin, whom he will protect… with his life!
With still two months to go until the release of WEDERKEER, we’re gearing up for the live shows. We have added three more release shows to the release weekend and confirmed several festivals. Join us, for the Pagan Metal Brotherhood is on the rise.“
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Lyrics (English Translation):
Since the day that I was born
I walked the path of warfare
Took up my father’s sword
And had it guide my journey
Through feasting and fighting
And ale so inviting
Limitless, fathomless
The lust for victory pushed me on
Boisterous and battle-born
The fear of death I’ve never known
In the hall of mead and tales
I’m drinking with the gods (Valhalla)
Feasting at their table (Valhalla)
I asked for her hand
She reached and gave me new life
Upon my father’s land
I cast my wrath aside
And gathered in the hall
We’d sit and tell the stories
Of victory and of war
Of battles and the glories
The stories told of our fame
By offspring that still bears my name
In the hall of mead and tales
I’m drinking with the gods (Valhalla)
Feasting at their table (Valhalla)
Strong to my last breath
I will be the last to fall
Indulging my urges
Nothing that can stop me now
Come drink with the old ones and feast at their table
Oh drink with the old ones and feast at their table
See this old warrior, heed him this night
He carved out his saga, his journey through life
Seeking for glory, his courage unbound
Dancing on ruins he burned to the ground
Urth spun her threads and she guided him home
He found his new life back where he had begun
His kin now surrounds him, he earned this reward;
Embracing his new life he buried his sword
And should I fall, my time finally come
Valkyries will carry me home
I’m drinking with the gods (Valhalla)
Feasting at their table (Valhalla)
Strong to my last breath
I will be the last to fall
Indulging my urges
Nothing that can stop me now