Текст (слова) песни: Amon Amarth - Legend Of A Banished Man

Run for your lives, death has arrived
Try save your soul, run from the sound of rowing oars

Out of the mist
Breaks a dragon ship
Even more feared
Than the nail-ship "Naglfar"

A bear-coated man stands in the bow
Cold-eyed he gazes towards the shoer
The dragons head is grim and red
All covered with blood, a gift to the mighty Gods

Warshields are raised, the Gods are praised
The people stare paralyzed with fear

The legend tells of a man that fell
From grace of his baptised king
As a banished mn he fled his land
But solemnly sworn to return with holy war

But noone knows how the legend goes
Cause noones survived
Thats gazed into his eyes
Cause noones returned thats met his fire

They say wolf-skinned men follow him
Berserks whose eyes burn with flames of ice

Some say mighty Thor
Guides their blades in war
They say they cannot be killed
Nor can their blood be spilled

So run for your lives
Death has arrived
The legend has come
To take the lives of the deceitful ones

Run for your lives
The death ships arrived
Theres no way youll live
To tell of meeting his fire


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And Soon The World Will Cease To Be
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Bastards Of A Lying Breed
Beheading Of A King
Bleed For Ancient Gods
Bloodshed
Burning Creation
Death In Fire
Down The Slopes Of Death
Eyes Of Horror
For The Stabwounds In Our Backs
Friends Of The Suncross
God, His Son And Holy Whore
Legend Of A Banished Man
Masters Of War
Metalwrath
North Sea Storm
Once Sealed In Blood
Once Sent From The Golden Hall
Pursuit Of Vikings
Releasing Surtur`s Fire
Ride For Vengeance
Sorrow Throughout The Nine Worlds
The Arrival Of The Fimbulwinter
The Fall Through Ginnungagap
The Fate Of Norns
The Last With Pagan Blood
The Sound Of Eight Hooves
The Valkyries Ride
Thousand Years Of Oppression
Under Tzhe Grayclouded Winter Sky
Versus The World
Victorious March
Where Death Seems To Dwell
Where Silent Gods Stand Guard
Without Fear