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Yup, sad times.
The way Sweden is now, I can’t believe a band like Amon Amarth came from there.
Valhall Awaits Me
Amon Amarth
Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
And before I turn around
He falls to his knees
A clear song rings in the blade
When steel meets hardened steel
I hear the sound of wood that breaks
A swords cuts through my shield
I drop the shield and grab my axe
A weapon in each fist
The first blow makes the helmet crack
The axe cut to the teeth
I rip the axe from the head
Covered in blood and brains
Leave the body lying dead
Ready to strike again
My sword cuts through clothes and skin
Like a hot knife cuts through snow
I smile as the bastard screams
When I twist my sword
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
Soon I will die
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I die
Bear skin on my back
Wolf jaw on my head
Valhall awaits me
When I’m dead
I raise my axe above my head
My eyes stare in furious rage
Yet more blood will be shed
This is a victorious day
Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
As I turn around
I fall to my knees
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
Soon I will die
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I die
Bear skin on my back
Wolf jaw on my head
Valhall awaits me
When I’m dead