Song | The Mighty Doors of the Speargod's Hall |
Artist | Amon Amarth |
Album | Sorrow Throughout the Nine Worlds |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Amon Amarth | |
A battle on distant shore | |
Seawolves warth sweep the land | |
Down from the skies | |
Valkyries ride | |
And walk the field halowed by | |
Tyr The fight is hard, axes are swung | |
Swords bite sharp, men are slewn | |
The ground turns red, bloodsoaked field | |
Dead man's last bed and | |
Odin sees | |
Vikings fall, in blood they lie | |
The webs of | |
Norn's, they've met their fate | |
With shield and sword they've benn brought in pride | |
To the mighty doors of the | |
Speargod's hall | |
The gates open and into the hall of braves | |
The silently walk | |
The one-eyed sits in glory mighty | |
Raises his cup and says: "Pa Vida Fдltet Hдrmдn Svingat Det Blanket Svдrdet Och Banen Mцtt Till Den Hцges Sal de I Дra Fцrts Och Vid Mjцdet Hцr Odin Kvдda" | |
Dawn breaks, the | |
Einherjer go to | |
Relive their fight | |
With passion swords held high | |
As they ride in the morning mist | |
The sun warms the air, | |
Warcries sound | |
Tor Hjelpe! | |
The battle begins | |
Charging horses with fire breath | |
Rush to battle, in glory die! | |
Swords sing in joy, again they cut | |
With shining edges, bloodstained steel | |
Axes shine, again they've been swung | |
Ripping flesh, death be done | |
And the cold night comes with charging darkness | |
To Odin's hall the | |
Einherjer return | |
A feast awaits, until the next day | |
When warriors eyes again shall burn |
zuo ci : Amon Amarth | |
A battle on distant shore | |
Seawolves warth sweep the land | |
Down from the skies | |
Valkyries ride | |
And walk the field halowed by | |
Tyr The fight is hard, axes are swung | |
Swords bite sharp, men are slewn | |
The ground turns red, bloodsoaked field | |
Dead man' s last bed and | |
Odin sees | |
Vikings fall, in blood they lie | |
The webs of | |
Norn' s, they' ve met their fate | |
With shield and sword they' ve benn brought in pride | |
To the mighty doors of the | |
Speargod' s hall | |
The gates open and into the hall of braves | |
The silently walk | |
The oneeyed sits in glory mighty | |
Raises his cup and says: " Pa Vida F ltet H rm n Svingat Det Blanket Sv rdet Och Banen M tt Till Den H ges Sal de I ra F rts Och Vid Mj det H r Odin Kv da" | |
Dawn breaks, the | |
Einherjer go to | |
Relive their fight | |
With passion swords held high | |
As they ride in the morning mist | |
The sun warms the air, | |
Warcries sound | |
Tor Hjelpe! | |
The battle begins | |
Charging horses with fire breath | |
Rush to battle, in glory die! | |
Swords sing in joy, again they cut | |
With shining edges, bloodstained steel | |
Axes shine, again they' ve been swung | |
Ripping flesh, death be done | |
And the cold night comes with charging darkness | |
To Odin' s hall the | |
Einherjer return | |
A feast awaits, until the next day | |
When warriors eyes again shall burn |
zuò cí : Amon Amarth | |
A battle on distant shore | |
Seawolves warth sweep the land | |
Down from the skies | |
Valkyries ride | |
And walk the field halowed by | |
Tyr The fight is hard, axes are swung | |
Swords bite sharp, men are slewn | |
The ground turns red, bloodsoaked field | |
Dead man' s last bed and | |
Odin sees | |
Vikings fall, in blood they lie | |
The webs of | |
Norn' s, they' ve met their fate | |
With shield and sword they' ve benn brought in pride | |
To the mighty doors of the | |
Speargod' s hall | |
The gates open and into the hall of braves | |
The silently walk | |
The oneeyed sits in glory mighty | |
Raises his cup and says: " Pa Vida F ltet H rm n Svingat Det Blanket Sv rdet Och Banen M tt Till Den H ges Sal de I ra F rts Och Vid Mj det H r Odin Kv da" | |
Dawn breaks, the | |
Einherjer go to | |
Relive their fight | |
With passion swords held high | |
As they ride in the morning mist | |
The sun warms the air, | |
Warcries sound | |
Tor Hjelpe! | |
The battle begins | |
Charging horses with fire breath | |
Rush to battle, in glory die! | |
Swords sing in joy, again they cut | |
With shining edges, bloodstained steel | |
Axes shine, again they' ve been swung | |
Ripping flesh, death be done | |
And the cold night comes with charging darkness | |
To Odin' s hall the | |
Einherjer return | |
A feast awaits, until the next day | |
When warriors eyes again shall burn |