Amon Amarth - The Mighty Doors Of The Speargod's Hall Lyrics
A battle on distant shoreSeawolves warth sweep the landDown from the skies valkyries rideAnd walk the field halowed by tyrThe fight is hard, axes are swungSwords bite sharp, men are slewnThe ground turns red, bloodsoaked fieldDead mans last bed and odin seesVikings fall, in blood they lieThe webs of norns, theyve met their fateWith shield and sword theyve benn brought in prideTo the mighty doors of the speargods hallThe gates open and into the hall of bravesThe silently walkThe one-eyed sits in glory mightyRaises his cup and says:Pa vida fltetHrmn svingatDet blanket svrdetOch banen mttTill den hges salDe I ra frtsOch vid mjdet hrOdin kvdaDawn breaks, the einherjer go toRelive their fightWith passion swords held highAs they ride in the morning mistThe sun warms the air, warcries soundTor hjelpe! the battle beginsCharging horses with fire breathRush to battle, in glory die!Swords sing in joy, again they cutWith shining edges, bloodstained steelAxes shine, again theyve been swungRipping flesh, death be doneAnd the cold night comes with charging darknessTo odins hall the einherjer returnA feast awaits, until the next dayWhen warriors eyes again shall burn
