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Blood gushes from the wound |
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The cut is wide and deep |
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Right before |
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I turn around |
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He falls to his knees |
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A clear song rings in the blade |
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When steel meets hardend steel |
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I hear the sound of wood that breaks |
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A swords cut through my shield |
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I drop the shield and grab my axe * |
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A weapon in each fist |
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A fierce blow makes the helmet crack |
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The axe cut to the teeth |
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I rip the axe from the head covered in blood and brains |
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Leave the body lying dead |
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Ready to strike again |
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My sword cuts through clothes and skin |
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Like a hot knife cuts through snow |
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I smile as the bastard screams when |
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I twist my sword |
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Sword in my hand and axe on my side |
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Valhall awaits! |
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Soon I will die |
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Sword in my hand and axe on my side |
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Valhall awaits me, when |
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I die Bearskin on my back |
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Wolfsjaw on my head |
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Valhall awaits me, when |
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I'm dead I raise my axe above my head |
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My eyes turned furious rage |
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Yet more blood will be shed |
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This is a victorious day! |
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Blood gushes from the wound |
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The cut is wide and deep |
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As they turn around |
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I fall to my knees |
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Sword in my hand and axe on my side |
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Valhall awaits! |
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Soon I will die |
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Sword in my hand and axe on my side |
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Valhall awaits me, when |
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I die Bearskin on my back |
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Wolfjaw on my head |
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Valhall awaits me, when |
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I'm dead! |
