Album by Amon Amarth
Number of Lyrics in Album : 22
By Amon Amarth, Thunder rolls across the plains Thor rides in pouring rain
By Amon Amarth, Raise your swords up high See the black birds fly
By Amon Amarth, The wait is soon at end Always charge never bend Morning is
By Amon Amarth, I stroke the blade with my hand the sharp edge cuts
By Amon Amarth, See them gathered on the plains now See an army strong
By Amon Amarth, Standing firm against all odds guarding the most sacred home we protect
By Amon Amarth, [featuring Apocalyptica] The pack of wolves Are closing in Now, hear the howling
By Amon Amarth, I'm out of breath And all my muscles ache It feels like
By Amon Amarth, We hold the rivers of the Eastern trail Deep in
By Amon Amarth, There comes Lopt, the treacherous Lusting for revenge He leads the legions
By Amon Amarth, I feel a chill in my heart Like lingering winter cold I
By Amon Amarth, The blade I swing Is black as night Black as my soulless
By Amon Amarth, The warming sun returns again And melts away the snow The sea
By Amon Amarth, There is Fenris' grim His jaws are open wide The serpent rises
By Amon Amarth, Blood gushes from the wound The cut is wide and
By Amon Amarth, Miklagaard has been our home For twenty years or more We've lent
By Amon Amarth, The enemy has come for you Hear the pounding thunder hooves There's
By Amon Amarth, The last head falls to the ground No one is left
By Amon Amarth, Finally the storm arrives Our wait is at an end
By Amon Amarth, Dar tog en nordlig vind Skeppet, sa att kungen Ombord fordes med Till
By Amon Amarth, The blade I swing is black as night black as my
By Amon Amarth, The pack of wolves Are closing in Now, hear the howling beasts They