Song | Pursuit Of Vikings |
Artist | Amon Amarth |
Album | Greatest Hits - Hymns to the Rising Sun |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The warming sun returns again | |
And melts away the snow | |
The sea is freed from icy chains | |
Winter is letting go | |
Standing on the ocean side | |
We can hear the waves | |
Calling us out with tide | |
To sail into our fate | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war | |
Our ships await us by the shore | |
Time has come to leave | |
Our country, family and homes | |
For riches in the east | |
Some of us won’t return | |
But that won’t bring us down | |
Our fate is written in the web | |
Woven by the Norns | |
A ram is sacrificed | |
Across the longship’s bow | |
And as we set our sails | |
A strong breeze starts to blow | |
It carries us out to sea | |
With hope of fame and pride | |
And glorious all will be | |
That with sword in hand will die | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war |
The warming sun returns again | |
And melts away the snow | |
The sea is freed from icy chains | |
Winter is letting go | |
Standing on the ocean side | |
We can hear the waves | |
Calling us out with tide | |
To sail into our fate | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war | |
Our ships await us by the shore | |
Time has come to leave | |
Our country, family and homes | |
For riches in the east | |
Some of us won' t return | |
But that won' t bring us down | |
Our fate is written in the web | |
Woven by the Norns | |
A ram is sacrificed | |
Across the longship' s bow | |
And as we set our sails | |
A strong breeze starts to blow | |
It carries us out to sea | |
With hope of fame and pride | |
And glorious all will be | |
That with sword in hand will die | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war |
The warming sun returns again | |
And melts away the snow | |
The sea is freed from icy chains | |
Winter is letting go | |
Standing on the ocean side | |
We can hear the waves | |
Calling us out with tide | |
To sail into our fate | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war | |
Our ships await us by the shore | |
Time has come to leave | |
Our country, family and homes | |
For riches in the east | |
Some of us won' t return | |
But that won' t bring us down | |
Our fate is written in the web | |
Woven by the Norns | |
A ram is sacrificed | |
Across the longship' s bow | |
And as we set our sails | |
A strong breeze starts to blow | |
It carries us out to sea | |
With hope of fame and pride | |
And glorious all will be | |
That with sword in hand will die | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war | |
Oden! Guide our ships | |
Our axes, spears and swords | |
Guide us through storms that whip | |
And in brutal war |