Amon Amarth : With Oden on Our Side

Melodic Death / Sweden
(2006 - Metal Blade Records)
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1. VALHALL AWAITS ME

Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
Right before I turn around
He falls to his knees
A clear song rings in the blade
When steel meets hardend steel
I hear the sound of wood that breaks
A swords cut through my shield

I drop the shield and grab my axe
A weapon in each fist
A fierce blow makes the helmet crack
The axe cut to the teeth

I rip the axe from the head
Covered in blood and brains
Leave the body lying dead
Ready to strike again
My sword cuts through clothes and skin
Like a hot knife cuts through snow
I smile as the bastard screams
When I twist my sword

Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits
Soon I will die!
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me, when I die
Bearskin on my back
Wolfsjaw on my head
Valhall awaits me, when I'm dead.

I raise my axe above my head
My eyes turned furious rage
Yet more blood will be shed
This is a victorious day!
Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
As they turn around
I fall to my knees

Solo: Mikkoken

Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits
Soon I will die!
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me, when I die
Bearskin on my back
Wolfsjaw on my head
Valhall awaits me, when I'm dead.


2. RUNES TO MY MEMORY

We hold the rivers of the Eastern trail
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars

No shelter in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Ours ships 'til the bitter end

We came under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I fought on

When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory

Now here I lie on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone

I tilt my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by
Like blood runs from my wound

Here I lie on wet sand
I will not make it home
I clench my sword in my hand
Say farewell to those I love

When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Place my weapons by my side
For the journey to Hall up high

When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory


3. ASATOR

Thunder rolls across the plains
Thor rides in pouring rain
He rides to Jotumheim to fight
Lightning strikes when Mjöllnir bites

Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His rage is pure, see the lightning strike
Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His hate is pure, see the lightning strike

Lightning cracks the blackened sky
hear the thunder chariot ride
All brave men with hearts of war
Ride the path of mighty Thor

Son of thunder, lighting strikes, son of thunder!
Son of thunder, Thor arise, son of thunder!

Son Of Oden
Thundergod
Master of War
Asator!

[Solo: Söderberg ]

Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His rage is pure, see the lightning strike
Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His hate is pure, see the lightning strike


4. HERMOD'S RIDE TO HEL ! (LOKES TREACHERY PART 1)

Hermod:
"Ride, Sleipner!
Ride for all you're worth
Faster than lightning
To the dark realms of the world"

Through valley's of darkness
On our way to Nifelheim
To the halls of Hel
Where my brother awaits

Wailing Voices on the wind
Urging me to turn
Distant tortured screams
Cold blue fires burn

I hear the sound of river Gjoll
Running cold and deep
Its golden bridge shines in the dark
The bridge Modgud keeps

Over the bridge, on through the night
Hel is getting near
There are the gates towering high
Afflicting me with fear

In her hall, at the honoured seat
My brother sits in pain
Pale and tortured Balder Greats
Bound by invisible chains

Hermod:
"I have come to bring him back with me
The whole world mourns his death
Please set Balder free
Give him back his breath!"

Hel:
"If it's true, what you say to me
That the whole world mourns his death
If the whole world will weep
I will give him back his breath."


5. GODS OF WAR ARISE

Darkness flees the rising sun
The village lies ahead
It will wake to a new day soon
Soon they'll all be dead

We came in cover of moonless night
Fifty men at arms
Now at first morning light
The church bell sounds the alarm

Sacrifice to Gods of old
Bleed them of their lives
Fresh blood on our swords
Gods of war arise
Sacrifice to Gods of old
Bleed them of their lives
Fresh blood on our swords
Gods of war arise

Hear the tortured screams
Shattering the air
They awake from soothing dreams
Into their worst nightmare

Fire sweeps their homes
They feel the dragon's breath
Consuming and destructive flames
Agonising death

Some seek shelter in the church
A refuge for those with faith
But we know how to smoke them out
A pyre will be raised

But those who choose to stand and fight
Will die with dignity
For the unfortunate few who survive
Waits a life in slavery

The day draws to an end
The night comes dark and cold
We return to our ships
With silver, slaves and gold

We gave them agony
As they fell and die
The Gods have granted victory
For our sacrifice

Solo: Mikkonen


6. WITH ODEN ON OUR SIDE

Finally the storm arrives
Our wait is at an end
Under dark winter skies
We make our final stand

For each of us there are four of them
It matters not to us
We won't leave this field in shame
We are here to crush

Futile to resist
You know why we have come
Futile to resist
The battle is already won

Our hearts are full of pounding rage
Our minds are hard as steel
And before the dying day
We will have you kneel

The snow turns red from all the blood
Severed limbs and heads
A sacrifice to one-eyed God
He will claim the dead

Under winter skies
We stand glorious
And with Oden on our side
We are victorious

No retreat
No remorse
Victory
Will be ours
Blood on steel
Sacrifice
Victory
Will be ours

Under winter skies
We stand glorious
And with Oden on our side
We are glorious

Futile to resist
You know why we have come
Futile to resist
The battle is already won
Futile to resist
You know why we have come
Futile to resist
The battle is won!


7. CRY OF THE BLACK BIRDS

Raise your swords up high
See the black birds fly
Let them hear your rage
Show no fear

Attack!

Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die

The ground trembles under us as we make our thunder charge
The pounding hooves strikes blinding fear into their hearts
Our helmets shine in the sun as we near their wall of shields
Some of them turn and run when they hear our frenzied screams

Draw your swords to strike
Hear the black birds cry
Let them feel your hate
Show no fear

Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die

The enemies are in disarray ride them down as they run
Send them to their violent graves, don't spare anyone
Dead and wounded lie all around see the pain in their eyes
Over the field an eerie sound, as we hear the raven's cry


8. UNDER THE NORTHERN STAR

The icy winter is creeping near
Dark skies above us
Buting frost is in the air
Darkness surrounds us

The cold, piercing autumn breeze
Fills the longship sail
Soon the lakes and seas will freeze
And snow will lay its veil

Many years we've been away
The oceans we have roamed
Now the north star guides us on our way
As we are headed home

The many hardships we've endured
Have brought us rich reward
Now the north star guides us home
With cargo full of gold

Many friends died on the way
Only few of us survived
But I would gladly take their place
In Oden's hall up high

Solo: Söderberg

The icy winter is creeping near
Dark skies above us
Biting frost is in the air
Darkness surrounds us

Soon the lakes and seas will freeze
Snow will lay its veil
And we will long for the summer breeze
When we can set our sails


9. PREDICTION OF WARFARE

Ships are prepared
Weapons and shields
Sails were raised
We're heading out to sea!

Norway disappeared in the east
Our journey had begun
Helpfull winds gave us our speed
Under a warming sun

Heading to the emerald land
A fleet of 50 ships
A army of 2000 man, led by the king

On the horzion dark clouds arose
...
We felt the wrath of the storm

That night I was haunted by dreams
An omen, of what was to come
The serpent arose from the sea

Ready to strike
With hammer in hand
The serpent in pain, twisting in furious rage!
Fought for its live
The serpent escaped
Thor was in rage
My dreams began to fade

Woke from my dreams
Sword in my hand
The break of dawn
Closing in on Irish land
Time to attack
Ragnar shields
We came ashore
And saw the waiting horde

The fight was short and deadly intense
The Irish fought us well
But as we gained the upperhand
Their fighting spirit grew

Ready to strike
With swords in our hands
They stuggled with heart
The Irish fell to our wrath
Fought for his live
The king escaped
With fury divine
King Olaf threw his sword

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