Amon Amarth "Prediction of Warfare" Songtext

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Prediction of Warfare

Ships were preparedWeapons and shieldsSails were raisedWe headed out to sea!

Norway disappeared in the eastOur journey had begunHelpful winds gave us our speedUnder a warming sun

Heading to the emerald landA fleet of 50 shipsAn army of two thousand menlead by the king

On the horizon dark clouds aroseThor rode across the black cloudsAs the night rolled in over usWe felt the wrath of the storm

That night I was haunted by dreamsAn omen, of what was to comeThe serpent arose from the sea

Ready to strikeWith hammer in handThe serpent in pain,twisting in furious rage!Fought for its lifeThe serpent escapedThor was in rageMy dreams began to fade

Woke from dreamsSword in my handThe break of dawnWe were closing in on Irish landTime to attackGrabbed our shieldsWe came ashoreAnd saw the waiting horde

The fight was short and deadly intenseThe Irish fought us wellBut as we gained the upperhandTheir fighting spirit quelled

Ready to strikeWith swords in our handsThey struggle with heartThe Irish fell to our wrathFought for his lifeTheir king escapedWith fury divineKing Olaf threw his sword

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