• amon amarth ın twilight of the thunder god albumunun kapanis sarkisi, 6:44 luk bir canavar;

    i stroke the blade with my hand
    the sharp edge cuts the skin
    blood drips to the rain wet sand
    my journey can begin

    once a slave but now i'm free
    my honor is restored
    once again i'll ride the seas
    free at last from whip and oar

    i slide the sword into the sheath
    the ocean god is hailed
    and as we push out to the sea
    we raise the red striped sails

    i've missed the breeze of my home shores
    the frozen lakes and winter snow
    but now my dreams start to unfold
    father, i'm coming home

    the storm came down without remorse
    and water crashed the rails
    the ship was thrown back and forth
    as strong winds ripped the sails

    the icy waves embrace my skin
    i am going numb
    the endless ocean swallows me
    this will be my cold wet tomb

    won't feel the breeze of my home shore
    nor see the lakes or winter snow
    my hopeful dreams lie ripped and torn
    father, i die alone
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