Amon Amarth "Down the Slopes of Death" testo

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Down the Slopes of Death

Down the slopes of death he ridesThe eight hooves pound like drumsDarkness reigns the crumbling skyInvasion has begun

Fields of flames greets his eyeHe smells the fear and painOf dying men in agonyIt can drive a man insane

All enemies flee his spearNo bow nor axe do harmAllfather rides out on fields of fearWhen Heimdal sounds the alarm

But on the field waits his fateForetold in ancient timesA beast with sharp yellow teethAnd hateful burning eyes

Today he'll draw his final breathThe wisest God of allHis son will avenge his deathIormundr's brother will fall

He knows now what is to comeNo use to try and runWhat is to be, let it be done!What is to be, let it be done!

Today he'll draw his final breathThe wisest God of allHis son will avenge his deathIormundr's brother will fall

Down the slopes of death he ridesThe eight hooves pound like drumsDarkness reigns the crumbling skyInvasion has begun

Down the slopes of death he ridesThe eight hooves pound like drumsDarkness reigns the crumbling skyNo more is the sun

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