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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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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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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
See them gathered on the plains now
See an army strong and vast As long as one of us remains here None of them will ever pass Here they come, so raise the shields high Like wolves, they show their teeth None of us will ever yield now To the scavengers beneath We're outnumbered ten to one here Still, I love the odds We will sacrifice them one by one Send them off, to the gods Soon we will be gone A free will sacrifice As free men we are born And free, we shall die Here they come, ten thousand strong Charging up the hill This day will be both hard and long They move in for the kill Hold the line, don't let it break Use your sword and spear A glory death for all awaits All who knows no fear Hordes of men, they hit the shields Like waves to break away We face our woven destiny And we won't fear the grave Soon we will be gone A free will sacrifice As free men we are born And free, we shall die A free will sacrifice As free men we are born And free, we shall die |
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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
Standing firm against all odds
Guarding the most sacred home We protect the realm of gods Our destiny is carved in stone Three evil giants Of the south Are constantly on the attack With lies and fire From their mouths But we always send them back We are brothers Of the north Who are sharing the all father's blood Marching down the left hand path We are spawned by Asa-gods 'Cause we are! We're the guardians Guardians of Asgaard Guardians Guardians of Asgaard Guardians Of Asgaard We have faced our Enemies A thousand times or even more Still they cannot Make us kneel One thousand years of constant war The giants look for Any chance To bring down Asgaard's mighty walls No matter what they send at us We will never let it fall 'Cause we are We're the guardians Guardians of Asgaard Guardians Guardians of Asgaard Guardians Of Asgaard Standing firm Against all odds We are guarding Asgaard's mighty walls We protect The realm of Asa-gods No matter What they send at us We will never let them fall We're the guardians Guardians of Asgaard Guardians Guardians of Asgaard Guardians Of Asgaard |
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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
Miklagaard has been our home
For twenty years or more We've lent our axes, spears and swords In service of the emperor We are loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to a violent grave Our loyality was always firm We kept our given word On these southern battlefields Our northern war cries roared Battles have been fought Many gave their lives But all who died by axe and sword Were called to hall up high Our time here Is now at end Can't help but reminisce A cold spring day So long ago When we set out to sea We! Set out from Svitjod's Shores! With dreams of fame and gold! And! The work of weaving Norns! Was unknown We were loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to the grave It's time to take farewell We have been resolved From the sacred oath we gave It's time to go back home Our time here Is now at end Our memories will stay Of Miklagard Our southern home Until the end of days We! Set out from Svitjod's Shores! With honor and rewards! We return back home! We return back home! With honor and rewards! We return back home! |
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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
There comes Lopt the treacherous
Lusting for revenge He leads the legions of the dead Towards the Aesir's realm They march in full battle dress With faces grim and pale Tattered banners and bloody flags Rusty spears and blades Cries ring out Loud and harsh From cracked and broken horns Long forgotten battle cries In strange and foreign tongues Spear and sword clash rythmically, Against the broken shields they beat They bring their hate and anarchy, Onto Vigrid's battlefield There comes Lopt, the treacherous He stands against the Gods His army grim and ravenous Lusting for their blood Nowhere is longer safe The earth moves under our feet The Great World Tree Yggdrasil Trembles to its roots Sons of Muspel gird the field Behind them Midgard burns Hrym's horde march from Nifelheim And the Fenris Wolf returns Heimdal grips the Giallarhorn, he sounds that dreaded note Oden rides to quest the Norns, but their web is torn The Aesir rides out to war, with armor shining bright Followed by the Einherjer, see Valkyries ride Nowhere is longer safe The earth moves under our feet The Great World Tree Yggdrasil Trembles to its roots Sons of Muspel gird the field Behind them Midgard burns Hrym's horde march from Nifelheim And the Fenris Wolf returns |
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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
I'm out of breath
And all my muscles ache It feels like spikes With every step I take My heart beats It's about to burst This day my Luck turned to the worse There's nowhere to run Darkness is closing in I don't fear the setting sun Or the twilight that it brings Dark clouds fill the sky My fate is close at hand Today is the day that I die Today I make my final stand I fought so hard For taste of victory The war is lost But I refuse to kneel I can't go back now There is no retreat I will fight hard for All that I believe I'm out of breath And all my muscles ache It feels like spikes With every step I take I can't go back now There's now retreat I will fight 'Til death I make my final charge I, Make my final charge I, Have no fear in heart I, Will no longer run I, Do not fear the dark Solo: Johan Soderberg There's nowhere to run Darkness is closing in I don't fear the setting sun Or the twilight that it brings Dark clouds fill the sky My fate is close at hand Today is the day that I die Today I make my final stand |
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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
The blade I swing is black as night
Black as my soulless heart It bears the burden of many lives But I don't feel remorse I lent my sword to anyone Willing to pay the price No regrets for what I've done A mercenary's life But there I was on Battleground Until I felt the jaws of death Cut into my flesh Defending old and weak But I did not retreat Now, here I lie in my own blood And strangers cry for me I'm prepared to meet the gods I wished they'd let me be I don't deserve their sympathy I know who I am My soul is death and misery I am an evil man I rest in my blood Soon I will face the gods Strangers cry for me I wish they'd let me be Show no sympathy Shed no tears for me I know who I am I am an evil man I know who I am I am an evil man |
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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
The pack of wolves
Are closing in Now, hear the howling beasts They move fast Through winter woods And soon it's time to feast A vicious hunt On through the night The prey is short of breath They feel the sting Of burning eyes That's fixed upon their necks A predator's heart Knows no remorse It lives for the hunt A predator's heart Knows no remorse It lives for the hunt A natural force They show their sharp And grinning teeth As howls are getting higher Sending chills Down fleeing spines Their blood runs hot as fire The vicious chase Is soon at end They're hunted until death They feel the pain Of sharpened steel That's cutting through their flesh Fearless warriors Feed the wolves Now hear the howling beasts They move fast Through winter woods See the grey-backs feast [Solo: Johan Soderberg] [Strings by Apocalyptica] A natural force It knows no remorse And lives for the kill |
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from Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God (2008)
I stroke the blade with my hand,
The sharp edge cuts the skin. Blood drips to the rain-wet sand; My journey can begin. Once a slave, but now I'm free My honor is restored! Once again, I ride the seas Free at last, from whip and oar I slide the sword into a sheath The ocean god is hailed And as we push out to the sea We raise the rest of sails I've missed the breeze of my home shore The frozen lakes and winter snow... But now my dream starts to unfold. Father, I'm coming home! The storm devoured without remorse And water crushed the rails The ship was thrown back and forth A strong wind ripped the sails The icy waves embrace my skin, I am going numb The endless ocean swallows me This will be my hollow tomb Won't feel the breeze of my home shore Nor see the lakes or winter snow... My hopeful dreams lie ripped and torn Father, I die alone, I die alone! |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
War!
The very first war of our World! When the treacherous Witch was killed. Three times burned The three times born By searing flames Was Gullveig torn. Death! Oden hurled his spear Off with great Force! Deep into the great Vana-Fyrd. Battle horns Gave up their sound And Asgard walls Razed to the ground. The Vanir felt deceived, Honir was a fool, Without Mimir at his side Honir could not rule. In a fit of violent rage Mimir's blood was shed And to Oden's court they sent Mimir's severed head. Truce! So a brittle and Frail peace was Forged! And to ensure That the peace remained Njorð and Frej To Asgard came and Hon' and Mim' To Vanaheimr. Death! See the furious Gods wanting Blood! Oden knew That a raging war Would not bring Them any gain, Just leave a black And bitter stain. Oden tog huvudet och Smorde det med orter Som hindrar det Fran att ruttna. Han kvad sina Trollsanger over det Sa att Mimir ater Kunde tala till honom. The Vanir felt deceived, Honir was a fool, Without Mimir at his side Honir could not rule. In a fit of violent rage Mimir's blood was shed And to Oden's court they sent Mimir's severed head. The Vanir felt deceived, Honir was a fool, Without Mimir at his side Honir could not rule. In a fit of violent rage Mimir's blood was shed And to Oden's court they sent Mimir's severed head. |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
I rise up from Muspelheim,
My fury is sublime. The sword I bring burns violently With wild and lethal flames. I march against the Asagods To bring the end of time. I am pure and endless pain And Surtur is my name. See me rise, the mighty Surt, Destroyer of the universe. Bringer of flames and endless hurt Scorcher of men and Earth. See me rise, the mighty Surt, Destroyer of the universe. Bringer of flames and endless hurt Scorcher of men and Earth. Swordless Frej with horn in hand Rises to his final stand. He doesn't stand a single chance; I'll split his living corpse in half. And yet he stabbed me in the eye; He drove the horn in deep. The overwhelming, raging pain Is driving me insane! The waves of flames that I've unleashed will eat us all alive. The rage that burns within my heart Is uncontrolled and wild: And now everything shall die! Massive waves consume us all, the ocean is released. Our dying world quakes underneath And sinks into the sea: And now nothing will survive! Extinction waits for everyone, For gods and men alike. When all are gone of the old world A new one will arise. See me rise, the mighty Surt, Destroyer of the universe. Bringer of flames and endless hurt Scorcher of men and Earth. See me rise, the mighty Surt, Destroyer of the universe. Bringer of flames and endless hurt Scorcher of men and Earth. See me die, the mighty Surt, Destroyer of the universe. Drowning in waves that floods the Earth: The beginning, of a new rebirth. See me die, the mighty Surt, Destroyer of the universe. Drowning in waves that floods the Earth: The beginning, of a new rebirth. |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
They speak of love and tolerance
They thrive on people's ignorance To make you all slaves of fear They feed on your anxiety To build their dead society They've kept you down for a thousand years They nurture prejudice and hate Condemn the wars that they create In the name of whatever god They gladly sacrifice your lives Increasing power is their prize Without regrets they'll spill your blood They're feeding you lies With calculating smiles Enslavement of the human mind As long as you kneel to their authority Religion is what makes you blind They're treating you as mindless fools And use you as obedient tools It's time to set your spirit free This world we cannot tolerate It's time to seal all preachers fate And let them hang from Odin's tree Your minds are restrained Obedience is the chain They've locked you up and thrown away the key Your souls are for sale, And you're the ones who pay But still, you'll never be set free They're feeding you lies With calculating smiles Enslavement of the human mind As long as you kneel to their authority Religion is what makes you blind |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
From birth we're taught
How to survive. We're taught how war is waged. And there are no men now alive Who stop our wild rampage. Light at heart we bide or bane Whatever death awaits. Norsemen live without regrets, We accept our woven fate. So fearlessly we charge ahead, There is no time to hesitate. Don't despair, show no fear, Live your life without regrets. Don't despair and show no fear In the face of a certain death! A coward thinks he'll always live If he keeps himself from strife; Old age leaves no rest and peace, Though spears may spare his life. We don't mourn A friend that fell Or dread the day We'll fall ourselves. Warriors don't go to Hell, 'Cause we know Ygg will greet us well. So fearlessly we charge ahead, There is no time to hesitate. Don't despair, show no fear, Live your life without regrets. Don't despair and show no fear In the face of a certain death! So raise your horns To those who died. Let's drink to Fallen friends tonight. Let's celebrate their glory life. We'll meet again in Valhall When we die! When we die! When we die! |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
See him rise
From land of flames; Destruction is at hand, It is time to make a stand. Now I face an awesome foe. I will always stand my ground; To this end my fate is bound. This fight is mine and mine alone And there's no help from anyone. His wrath burns! With insane heat, All his fury is unleashed. There is no way to defeat! The forces and the power That he wields. My hand holds the horn so firm: I am calm and ready to die. Everything around me burns And I know that I will not survive. See him rise From land of flames Destruction is at hand, It is time to make a stand. My death awaits, I have no fear; To this end my fate is bound. Though I'm doomed, I'll stand my ground. This fight is mine and mine alone And there's no help from anyone. I go forth to meet my doom But I will die in vain. Perdition waits for everyone, The world will die in flames. With all my strength I run the horn Deep into his eye. And as he swings His burning sword, I die with a tired smile. |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
Time!
Has come to wash our shame away, To erase the image of defeat. We! Have licked our wounds, restored our strength And our vengeance will be oh so sweet. They thought they had us down; That we'd never rise again. They will learn that they were deadly wrong, What's owed will be repaid. Again we'll feed the wolves And then vengeance will be ours. We'll split their skulls and spill their guts Upon the frozen ground. Yeah, we'll never kneel again, Not to deity nor men. Now they'll taste our bitter hate; What's owed will be repaid. So raise the flag once more And the eagle will be fed. Once again we march to war For victory or death. They arrived with talk of Hvitekrist, By force they wanted us to kneel. With their swords held to Our throats they preached. But we will make them pay, We'll take their lives away. So raise! Raise the flag once more In the east the eagle will be fed. MARCH! Again we march to war. We will march for victory or death. Pain! The pain and suffering Is but a bleak and distant fading dream. Shame! Our disgrace; a withering thought: Though finally our names will be redeemed. |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
My head hurts like hell,
Can't open my eyes. My clothes are all wet And I'm freezing right through. Don't know where I am Or how to get home. My arms feel so numb And it's hard to get up. My muscles they ache With every move; I stand on my feet But my knees feel so weak. Somebody wake me! From this horrible dream! Somebody save me! From this terror I feel! I stumble around On the soft muddy ground. I call out the name Of the friends I can't find But only the wind And the ravens reply. With every gasp, With every breath Smoke fills my lungs. And my intestines wrench With every gasp The sweet taste of death. The air is full of A thick pungent stench. So comes the rain, It's colder than ice. I wash off my face And open my eyes; And then I see But wish I were blind. They are all dead, There's blood everywhere. The Norsemen they left Only death and despair. A stench of flesh That fills the autumn air. Somebody wake me! From this horrible dream! Somebody save me! From this terror I feel! No one can save me! From this horrible dream! No one can hear me! O my heart rending Screams! |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
Conceived was I
From chaos and hate; Of malice, deceit and blood. And how would they know My fate is to rise Against the asagods. My being is full, full of a rage: An evil that can't be tamed. It darkens my soul And blackens the blood, A fire that fills my veins. So how Did I ever end up here? Humiliated, broken, and weak I've waited For a thousand years To break these chains apart and To finally break myself free. I bit the hand, off the mighty Tyr When i couldn't tear my ties. Now banished I dwell, A sword in my jaw; Awaiting the end of time. In darkness I drown Consumed by my hate Longing for revenge. Allfather will pay For his deceit At the battle Of Ragnarok. A beast am I So vicious and grim. They fear my mean Grinning teeth. I bide my time, My sweet revenge. Soon my ties will fall And finally i will by free! So when you hear me howling You'll know that i have come for you. When you hear me call your name Your life will end in nameless pain. Conceived was I From chaos and hate; Of malice, deceit and blood. And how would they know My fate is to rise Against the asagods. My being is full, full of a rage: An evil that can't be tamed. It darkens my soul And blackens the blood, A fire that fills my veins. A beast am I So vicious and grim. They fear my mean Grinning teeth. I bide my time, My sweet revenge. Soon my ties will fall And finally I will be... Finally break myself... Finally I will be free! |
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from Amon Amarth - Surtur Rising (2011)
The autumn clouds are caving in
And night comes crawling black as sin. Lightning strikes and rain begins, A storm that tears my soul. I toss and twizzle in my bed, My thoughts are spinning in my head. Darkness nears soon I'll be dead; I'm losing all control. I spent my life in foolish quest For gold and riches I'd contest And now I'm left with just regrets, Too late to change my ways. My life it seems has slipped away, I leave no legacy to praise. Nothing more for me to say: My life has been a waste. When! When time has come for me to leave, When! When judgment's passed upon my life, When! A cold dark grave awaits for me, Will! Will my name live endlessly? When! When time has come for me to leave, When! When judgment's passed upon my life, When! A cold dark grave awaits for me, Will! Will my name live endlessly? So I die but won't be mourned; Broken and alone. I wish that I were never born. So I die and won't be missed, No rune stone will be raised As my body rots away. Die! All friends and cattle pass away Die! And death will come for every man! Die! But I know one thing never dies; Doom! The sentence passed upon the dead! Now! The time has come for me to leave Now! And judgment's passed upon my life. Now! I will rest in my dark grave. Will! They speak my name with reverence? My life has been a waste! No rune stone will be raised! So I die, but won't be mourned! I wish that I were never born! I rest here in my shallow grave! As my body, rots away! |
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