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Amon Amarth - Embrace of the Endless Ocean |
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I stroke the blade with my hand |
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The sharp edge cuts the skin |
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Blood drips to the rain wet sand |
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My journey can begin |
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Once a slave but now I'm free |
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My honor is restored |
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Once again I'll ride the seas |
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Free at last from whip and oar |
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I slide the sword into the shied |
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The ocean god is hailed |
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And as we push out to the sea |
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We raise the red striped sails |
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I've missed the breeze of my home shores |
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The frozen lakes and winter snow |
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But now my dreams start to unfold |
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Father, I'm coming home |
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The storm came down without remorse |
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And water crashed the rails |
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The ship was thrown back and forth |
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As strong winds ripped the sails |
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The icy waves embrace my skin |
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I am going numb |
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The endless ocean swallows me |
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This will be my cold wet tomb |
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Won't feel the breeze of my home shore |
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Nor see the lakes or winter snow |
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My hopeful dreams lie ripped and torn |
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Father, I die alone |
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