79 lines
1.6 KiB
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79 lines
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We were the warriors of the north
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Notorious and brave
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We'd never lost a fight in war
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We feared not the grave
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The ruler of this northern court
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My brother, lord, king
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He always had our loyal swords
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But we would feel his sting
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The ageing king had no decendants
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No heir to take his throne
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It filled his soul with fear
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Transcendent
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That next in line was my first-born
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The king's heart grew
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Full of dark deception
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Full of foul conspiracy
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This was when dark days
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Had their inception
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And we fell to his vile deceit
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Robbed of arms, robbed of pride
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But he spared our lives
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The fear he had of Oden's wrath
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Held his vengeful knife
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With hearts so cold we left our homes
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Banished from our land
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A life in shame, a life in grief
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Until we rise again
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Winters come, winters pass
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Twenty wasted years
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We're ageing men, our youth is gone
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We will shed no tears
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Winters come and winters pass
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Tenty years have gone
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Like a dream we fade away
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Into oblivion
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We are the warriors of the north
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Notorious and brave
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We're old but strong as before
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And we don't fear the grave
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From the south an army rises
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They ride under cross of gold
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From the shades we're called
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In a time of crisis
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To defend the king now weak and old
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As the flames of warfare rage higher
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We feel our destiny's embrace
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We are ageing men of an old empire
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Now we can see Valhalla's gates
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We!
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March again
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First in line
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To reach Valhalla's mighty gates
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We!
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March again
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March to fight
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To reach Valhalla's mighty
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We!
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March again
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Give our lives
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To reach Valhalla's
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Mighty royal gates
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___________________________
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Name Warriors Of The North
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Artist Amon Amarth
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Album Deceiver of the Gods
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