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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
Bastards of a lying breed
You've ruled us for too long Truth to you are lies to me And your right is so wrong Moral preached by immoral fucks All I feel is despise Lie no more you fucking cunts You tear me up inside Your sons die from your abuse But you're giving us the blame The easy path's the one you choose That road will lead to pain You're trying to control their mind And strip them of free will They way you force them to go blind Will surely get them killed My mind is free and so is my soul You can't put me in chains I won't play the well-adjusted role Or bow my head in shame So throw your stones of guilt at me Point your finger, curse my name! Your scapegoat I will never be I won't take the blame! Now we're on trial to serve your crime And pay for your mistakes There is no way we'll do the time The chains of lies will break Censorship can't stop our truth We speak straight from the heart There is nothing you can do We'll tear your souls apart So see us rise we're few but strong We'll crack your fucking teeth And feed you with your twisted tongue Until you cannot breathe The fury makes our eyes see red It burns within our hearts Soon you'll all be stone cold dead We'll tear your souls apart! |
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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
STRIKE!
Fast and hard, show no mercy for these men The vermin of christ, prophets of lies and their disciples Seek them out, hunt them down Break their spirits, crush their hearts Not even death will set them free from this pain CHARGE! Ride them down as they flee from our steel Draw their blood, make them suffer Before they die by war-field sacrifice Wipe them out! Burn their homes and fields Feed the wolves with their offspring, annihilate them all! Masters of War, torment every soul Rape every whore that carries the cross FIRE! Burn them all, burn them alive Send their souls to Deathqueen's hall To the land of cold burning flames Send them to the land of famine and despair Eternally they will starve and freeze |
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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
Risen from the sea
The beast of Hel is here, He's come to rule the Earth They will obey his power! A serpent rises Rise above the Earth, Followed by an army An army of the immortal! An army of the dead! Secretly they can arrive The enemy is fire! Ripped from their sight Falling through the sky, The enemy immortal! Never die!! Here is wisdom and faith No one stand and beg for, The number of the beast released, A number of a man is his number Six hundred sixty six! Six, six, six! He's risen from the sea The beast of Hel are here, Come to rule the world And you will be in fire! Surtur is risen, Surtur is here Repent yourself, he'll rule the world, Surtur is risen, Surtur is here Repent yourself, he'll rule the world! Rule the world!! Surtur is risen, Surtur is here Repent yourself, he'll rule the world, Surtur is risen, Surtur is here Repent yourself, he'll rule the world! Rule the world!! |
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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
Men will fight and men will die
Wars will be lost and won That's how it's been and still will be Long after I'm gone Doubting not I give my blood So I may enter hall up high The sky belongs to Asagods As long as the raven flies |
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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
Death is drawing near
I know it's true but I have no fear I know I can't escape my: FATE! Turns its deadly wheel Judgement day is closing in but still I cannot feel: REMORSE! Is for the weak I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all: LIES! Spread by preaching men I'm on trial for being who I am And praising the Gods of my native land I will stand firm, I refuse to kneel The fury in me is divine My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed But I'm not afraid to die Death! The day to die is here The sun rides high on the northern sphere And the executioner sharpens his: Axe! Shines in the sun I smile when they tie me down And hear the sound of the falling blade Death! Sweet death, relieve me from this world Death! Sweet death, relieve me, relieve: So death finally came to him The pagan man could not be turned He faced death with a grin Now his head rests in the dust The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel The fury in him was divine Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed He's brought to Golden Hall up high |
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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
Once I was - Now I am no more
A burst of flames threw me into oblivion The life I knew - Seems distant and unreal A fading dream, a memory I can't recall Am I real - I can no longer tell A notion tells me I still exist Infinite dark - Through this void I float Resting, waiting for the day When I will live again Eons pass or maybe I just blinked Deeper into this hell I sink Falling through Ginnungagap I'm pulled towards an unseen gate I seem to hear my name being called I float towards these cries of fate Faster than - the speed of light I am falling through universe Stars flash by - Before my eyes The time has come to return Out of the dark - Into the light Back into life I am cast By my side - A demon army rides We ride to reclaim that once we lost Eons have passed, I'm back from the dead Victory lies ahead |
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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
He's riding down 'cross a field but nothing is the same
This place he knew as Hammerfest When the old Gods reigned The army of demons rides By his side with weapons drawn Today is the day When Ragnarok will be spawned There lies the mountain where the temple once stood Where eons ago he arose to spill their christian blood Stuck in the rock is a golden ring That yet noone's dared to touch The legend has it it's where the Crusher once struck He pulls the hammer from the mountain's grip The sign for demons to attack He's been called upon to arise and he won't spare a single life No, Thor (won't) spare a single soul, nor let them get away alive They strike down on the world with overwhelming force All resistance is brutally crushed, crushed without remorse Dark angels descend to join the bloodfight The slaughter brings them on, see Odin's Valkyries ride The battle of Midgard is almost won And the thousand years of tyranny will be forever gone Soon a new world will be born rising from the Sea Where Asagods again shall reign and humans will be free He rides once more upon the black mountain of doom Holding firm the Crusher of giants' bones He lets the hammer strike, now everything will burn As Surtur's fire is released upon the world |
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from Amon Amarth - The Crusher (2002)
(Posessed cover)
Every night I see through eyes Of a different lunatic And every night I fantasize In trancial mesmeric All alone inside my head Within my padded cell Ruled by thoughts of another mind Controlled by unseen eyes In my mind I see the sun Plunge into the sea I listen to my Tales now I'll tell you what I see And so the corpses And the thrill My mind is warped Nothing's real Do I dream Or is it true The piercing scream She never knew |
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from Amon Amarth - Sorrow Throughout The Nine Worlds/ Ash0012 (1999)
The bleak fimbul winter arrived
Raging across the world With a fury that defied the memory of man Terrible wars where fought, the like had never been seen Men slew without a thought The ties of kinship were no more Skoll and Hati, the ravenous wolves Arose and devoured the sun and the moon Darkness descended upon the earth And the stars fell from the skies Loud blows heimdall the horne's in the air Odin quests the head of Mim Now shakes the holy ash where it stands The ancient tree moans, Fenris breaks free How are the Aesir? How are the Alves? Loud sounds Joutunheim Aesir comprise By the stonedoors dwarfs are moaning The mountains wise men Know you now or not? With his shield at hand Hrym travels from the east The serpant is turning, enormous in rage The serpant breaks the waves The eagle screams Nidhoggs tearing corpses Free comes Nagelfar Loke leads the legions of the dead In holy war Against the justice made by Aesir |
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from Amon Amarth - Sorrow Throughout The Nine Worlds/ Ash0012 (1999)
Surtur comes from the south
With red hot fire wargods swords shines like the sun Mountains breaks, men on hel-road The heaven crumbles, Ragnarok is at hand Then to Hlin appears Another grief when Odin goes to fight The evil Fenris And the brave and glory Frey goes against Surtur Then will Friggs beloved one die Vidar,Odin's mighty son, he will come to slay the wolf The sword runs into the heart of Hverdrungs son So he avenges his father So comes Llodyns noble son Thor he goes to fight the snake In anger he slays the guardian of Midgaard Nine steps dying walks Odin's son Away from the snake who misdeeds not fear Dying from it venom When all are gone Only Surtur remained Passing his hand of fire across the whole world Consuming all of creation |
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from Amon Amarth - Sorrow Throughout The Nine Worlds/ Ash0012 (1999)
Grey clouds - cover the winter sky
Cold snow - falls like autumn leaves to the ground The icy wind Pierces the skin of waiting warriors Like spears Will pierce their bodies in battle Frosted Beards on pale grey faces Eyes of death Are burning with rage Glancing across the fields of Tyr In the early morning light Grey clouds - cover the winter sky Cold snow - falls like autumn leaves to the ground The icy wind Pierces the skin of waiting warriors Like spears Will pierce their bodies in battle War cries break the silent wait Charging warriors rush to kill Swords are swung in the air The gods of war are called Vikings with fire in soul Clash on the open field Slaying with powerful strokes The snow is turning red Hooves gallop the plains Warlords on horsebacks Ride into battle With a thunderous roar The storm wind of death Blows across the field Sweeping with it Everything in its way So the battle settles Alone stands just one man Under the grey-clouded winter sky - alone. . . |
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