Текст (слова) песни: Thyrfing - Arising

I would wake warriors great
Summon warriors of the oak
High as a pine in the forest
Summon those who sleep
Wake those beneath the grass
Buried deep under fields
Under sacrificial graves
In the burning earth

Carve runes upon the horns
Stain them red with blood
We mumble our spells and sing our hymns
Filled with lust we drink
The mead so pure and strong
Proffered by smiling maidens
We praise the taste on our tongue
Mead blessed for us by Odin

My father he has promised
That glorious Ill become
Standing high in the stern
Steering the ship so worthy

Slained in battle I rise again
Brought to life by a heathen spell
The sea was my home, I ruled the waves
Without fearing my death
Arising from the realm
Where the dead are screaming in vain
Bring forth the day
And Ill fight by your side

Born here in northern land
My visions been clear since long ago
My heart will bleed as I walk upon earth
My fate lies here, carved in stone
Im surrounded by fires
I behold this fearsome night
I was born as a wolf
But raised as a human

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A Moment In Valhalla
Angelstens Hogborg
Arising
Askans Rike
Celebration of Our Victory
Digerdoden
Draugs Harg
Dryckeskvade
Er Doende Mans Forbannelse
Firever
From Wilderness Came Death
Going Berserk
Hednaland
Home Again
Jord
Kaos Aterkomst
Mjolner
Over The Hills And Far Away
Prelude: Heading For The Golden Hall / Storms of Asgard
Raven Eyes
Set Sail to Punder
Sweoland Conqueror
The Breaking Of Serenity
The Deceitful
The Slumber Of Yesteryears
The Voyager
Till Valfader Urgammal
Ur Askan ett Rike
Urkraft
Valdr Galga
Vansinnesvisan
Vargavinter
Vueldsspegeln
Ways Of A Parasite
Wotan`s Fire