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By Amon Amarth, The Northern wind brings snow and ice
Humans starve and freeze
The
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By Amon Amarth, Death is drawing near
I know it's true but I have
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By Amon Amarth, They came riding down the slopes
Five fearless men prepared to
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By Amon Amarth, My days are numbered: soon I have to leave
The Horns
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By Amon Amarth, A storm rolls in from the sea
Covering the land with
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By Amon Amarth, Yeahrrgh!!!
Blood red bows plough the waves
The dragon heads
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By Amon Amarth, All is lost and foreign kings
Rule the northern realms
Hammerfest, the
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By Amon Amarth, They came riding at first light
Fifty men armed to the
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By Amon Amarth, Men will fight and men will die
Wars will be lost
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By Amon Amarth, Thunder rolls across the plains
Thor rides in pouring rain
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By Amon Amarth, My pale face face glows in the light of fire
My
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By Amon Amarth, Bastards of a lying breed
You've ruled us for too long
Truth
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By Amon Amarth, Making way through blades and spears
We attack at dawn
The glory
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By Amon Amarth, Midgard's cold and hatred reigns
Hunger and disease
Fenris is set free
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By Amon Amarth, Surtur comes from the south
With red hot fire wargods swords
shines
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By Amon Amarth, Raise your swords up high
See the black birds fly
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By Amon Amarth, The wait is soon at end
Always charge never bend
Morning is
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By Amon Amarth, Down the slopes of death he rides
The eight hooves pound
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By Amon Amarth, I stroke the blade with my hand
the sharp edge cuts
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By Amon Amarth, Every night I see through eyes
Of a different lunatic
And every
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By Amon Amarth, Silently we bide our time
Soon we'll pay you back
For all
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By Amon Amarth, See them gathered on the plains now
See an army strong
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By Amon Amarth, Salt water licks my face
and wind fills the sail
We head
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By Amon Amarth, Serpent tongue speaks to me
Of a man from southern land
How
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By Amon Amarth, Darkness flees the rising sun
The village lies ahead
It
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By Amon Amarth, Standing firm against all odds
guarding the most sacred home
we protect
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By Amon Amarth, Hermod:
"Ride, Sleipner!
Ride for all you're worth
Faster than
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By Amon Amarth, Run for your lives, death has arrived
Try save your soul,
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By Amon Amarth, [featuring Apocalyptica]
The pack of wolves
Are closing in
Now, hear the howling
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By Amon Amarth, STRIKE!
Fast and hard, show no mercy for these men
The vermin
