“pining for the fjords?”
“pining for the fjords?”
“Valhalla” by Bathory
the first Bathory song i ever heard
guess who’s birthday it is today?
Well, i didn’t find the new Cyberman scary at all. “Delete” was said by none of them! They became a rip-off of the Borg, which is sad because the Cybermen came first.
Thankfully the Doctor beat the Cybermite in his head, showing that mary sue dalek…i mean Clara Oswald hasn’t robbed the Doctor of all his competence. Emperor Wicket saved the day, thankfully.
Is it just me, or as the previous episodes have been the companions’ journeys with the Doctor, this season is more of the Doctor’s adventures with Clara? Our favorite Timelord has been delegated to the role of incompetent, comic relief sidekick!
(this might not be viking, but Holocaust was NWOBHM and Motorhead is British and badass, so why not?)


I’ve been waiting for you for hours babe
And you still ain’t here
Waiting, waiting, hanging on the phone
It feels like a hundred years
You always keep me hanging on
Driving me crazy all the time
But when it comes down to fooling around
You’re the one that rings my chimes
Come on now honey, spread my money
Take me around the world
All this time, out of my mind
A really nasty girl
English Rose, a crown of thorns
I hope you’re staying around
English Rose, a long long time
Before you wear me down
The first time it was amazing
But the next time’s gonna be hell
I know your Momma thinks you’re a sweet, young thing
But she don’t know you too well
Come on now, lover, don’t run for cover
You’re the one I deserve
All this time, way out of line
A great nasty girl
English Rose, a crown of thorns
Don’t get me down
English Rose, a long long time
You should be wearing the crown
A long time we been lovers
A long time doing that stuff
A long time I been waiting here
But I still ain’t had enough
Come on now woman, hold on I’m coming
I’m just a bundle of nerves
Stay right there, you ain’t going nowhere
Be my nasty girl
Come on now baby, drive me crazy
Take me around the world
You’re so fine, just making time
A real nasty girl
English Rose, a crown of thorns
You better stick around
English Rose, a long long time
You’ll never wear me down
English Rose, English Rose, growing wild
I like to keep you unwound
English Rose, gonna be a long time
Before you wear me down

I adorn my mother’s headwear, look like Ronnie Van Zant/Stevie Ray Vaughan


Out of the water
The cold black Nordic sea
Risen towards eternal sky
The Land lays open and free…free!
Up high the Mountains
Where the wind catches speed and chill
Snowstorms are born
And rage loud through the valleys and the hills…hills!
Above two Ravens
Messengers of the wise one-eyed God
Who rules this Land
Of the strong and the great
And tall, beautiful
Behold this, thy land
Open and free
This, thy Home of the Brave
Dark endless forest
Where at day hides the shadows of the night
Snow-covered vast lands
As great as the eternal sky…high!
Now in the midst
Of this wild and this open and free
He placed my kind
To possess this, their land to be…be!
Above two Ravens
Messengers of the wise one-eyed God
Who ruled this Land
Of once strong and once great
But now
Forgetting to behold this their land
Once ours was free
This, my Home of Once Brave

Put your paws up!!!!!
“Kledt I Nattens Farger” by Ulver
i re-watched “All Change” with my mother and played this song at Gyda’s funeral…epic


Hear!
From this day forth
Are the heights of Horeb broken
And the sea of sulphur ice
And blasphemy!
In Heaven’s chambers
Souls had fled their halls
And closed was the Book of Life
And behold!
The great, white throne
Black with sacred blood
Our father, dead by his own hands
An epitaph worthy no king
And so is everything a nameless lie
Who, my God, am I?
Man knows me
As Lucifer, the serpent of old
The wretched hold my banner high
Your gift, all life
I grant the grave
Yet I am not Your death
Come, carry forth the crown
To Your once held throne
Here is where my suffering should cease
But alas: I am crowned
In grief unheard of!
In this lone monarchy
Without friend or foe
I greet the morning sun
With strife and a song
Please speak my name!
And leave me not
In the dust of death
I am weighed down
Beneath the tragedy crown
Nameless and alone
A fatherless son
