Amon Amarth - Under The Grayclouded Winter Sky
Gray Clouds Cold Snow Cover The Winter Sky 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 Are Burning With Rage Eyes Of Death Glancing Across The Fields Of Tyr In The Early Morning Light Charging Warriors Rush To Kill Warcries Break The Silent Wait Swords Are Swung In The Air The Gods Of War Are Called Clash In The Open Field Vikings With Fire In Soul Slaying With Powerful Strokes The Snow Is Turning Red Hooves Gallop The Plains Warlords On Horsebacks Ride Into Battle Blows Across The Field With A Thunderous Roar Sweeping With It The Stormwind Of Death Everyone In Its Way So The Battle Settles Under The Grayclouded Alone Stands Just One Man Alone Winter Sky
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