Amon Amarth - Annihilation of hammerfest

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All is lost and foreign kings
Rule the northern realms
Hammerfest, the last outpost
Has fallen to unbearded men

Lords of the bloody cross
Deceived or murdered all of true faith
Now the temple of Thor, where Mjolner is kept
Is under siege

They fear the power of Mjolner
The hammer of Thor
And all their efforts to destroy it have failed

From deep within the frozen ground
Comes a rumbling sound
Ravens fly and wild wolves howl
Sending shivers down christians spines

As if from nowhere
Dark and grim he appears
The warlord of the Gods comes with force
To retrieve The Crusher

The first man died with a gurgling sigh
When his head was crushed
Painful surprise in his eyes
As his life was snuffed

With raw and brutal force
The warlord breaks the temple doors
The weak back off in fear
On the altar it lies, he lifts the hammer high
And before it he swears:

Allvise Ygg, Maktige Harjafader
Guda av Asars och vaners att
Hor mina ord, nar som jag svar
Att om tusen vintrar ater ta var ratt?

While he speaky his prayer
Mjolner rests in the air
As if holding breath

Frozen by fear
They gathered stand and stare
And what they see is death

A laughing cry fill the shivering night
He lets the hammer strike
A bolt of lightning bright
Rips the darkened sky
Fire of doom - Ignite!

Inne utwory

  • Eyes of horror
  • Once sealed in blood
  • Arson
  • Versus the world
  • Sorrow throughtout the nine worlds
  • Bleed for ancient gods
  • Masters of war
  • Twilight Of TheThunder God
  • Vs the world
  • Bastards of a lying breed
  • Across the rainbow bridge
  • Gods of war arise
  • The fate of norns
  • Avenger
  • Losowe utwory

    Sleep

    The enemy is after me again
    Afraid of the sea and what s down there
    I need to sleep
    It s been a whole week

    Cos tears keep falling into my pool
    Bright lights driving right into me cold

    I need to sleep
    It s been a...

    Wilija

    Wilija, naszych strumieni rodzica,
    Dno ma złociste i niebieskie lica;
    Piękna Litwinka, co jej czerpa wody,
    Czystsze ma serce, śliczniejsze jagody.

    Wilija gardzi dolin kwiatami,
    Śród tulipanów i narcyzów płynie;
    U nóg Litwinki kwiat naszych młodzianów,
    Od róż kraśniejszy i od tulipanów.

    Wilija gardzi doliny kwiatami,
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    Nocturnal

    Intro:
    A hymn to the nightly
    (Preserve, preserve) Preserve me from
    the rays of dawn. I only feast at night. My
    sharp claws taste the flesh. I am the
    angel of the twilight. With deadly charm
    and sweet caresses I touch the virgin

    Hangover

    Who’s that knockin’ on my door this mornin’
    Can’t they see I’m dead
    There ain’t nothin’ left to do this mornin’
    ’cept to make it to my bed

    I was out till all hours
    Raisin’ cain once again
    I don’t care about the hours
    Only how much did I spend

    ’cause I got a hangover
    I won’t make it...

    Show you the way to go

    Written by K. Gamble / L. Duff.

    Ooh let me show ya
    Let me show you the way to go

    I don t know everything
    But there s something I do know
    I ve read and heard a lot
    And now we re ready to show

    That...