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(c) Demorior
when the ships came to the beach
the inhabitants of the village ran away
a wooden church perched on top of a hill
we laughed and jumped from the ship
this is the day they will die
the axes were sharpened and we smiled for blood
the cold breath of winter was at our backs
it was almost too late for a raid
Odin ordered us to go out once more
so we bowed to his word
The snow behind us
the flesh bows to the axct
fear feeds our rage
the sun disappears on the horizon
the village burns
the cries of the victims have faded away
allfather, this is for you
the inhabitants of the village ran away
a wooden church perched on top of a hill
we laughed and jumped from the ship
this is the day they will die
the axes were sharpened and we smiled for blood
the cold breath of winter was at our backs
it was almost too late for a raid
Odin ordered us to go out once more
so we bowed to his word
The snow behind us
the flesh bows to the axct
fear feeds our rage
the sun disappears on the horizon
the village burns
the cries of the victims have faded away
allfather, this is for you
