Wrath Of The Norsemen

Amon Amarth
Album : Surtur Rising
My head hurts like hell,
Can't open my eyes.
My clothes are all wet
And I'm freezing right through.
Don't know where I am
Or how to get home.
My arms feel so numb
And it's hard to get up.
My muscles they ache
With every move;
I stand on my feet
But my knees feel so weak.
Somebody wake me!
From this horrible dream!
Somebody save me!
From this terror I feel!
I stumble around
On the soft muddy ground.
I call out the name
Of the friends I can't find
But only the wind
And the ravens reply.
With every gasp,
With every breath
Smoke fills my lungs.
And my intestines wrench
With every gasp
The sweet taste of death.
The air is full of
A thick pungent stench.
So comes the rain,
It's colder than ice.
I wash off my face
And open my eyes;
And then I see
But wish I were blind.
They are all dead,
There's blood everywhere.
The Norsemen they left
Only death and despair.
A stench of flesh
That fills the autumn air.
Somebody wake me!
From this horrible dream!
Somebody save me!
From this terror I feel!
No one can save me!
From this horrible dream!
No one can hear me!
O my heart rending
Screams!


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