Song | The Mighty Doors Of The Speargod's Hall |
Artist | Amon Amarth |
Album | Versus The World |
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 f§õltet | |
H§õrm§õn svingat | |
Det blanket sv§õrdet | |
Och banen m§ètt | |
Till den h§èges sal | |
De I §¹ra f§èrts | |
Och vid mj§èdet h§èr | |
Odin kv§õda" | |
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 me tt | |
Till den he ges sal | |
De I ra fe rts | |
Och vid mje det he 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 mè tt | |
Till den hè ges sal | |
De I ra fè rts | |
Och vid mjè det hè 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 |