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In the Battlefield
Dust clouds arise from the english ground The smell of blood pierces the brain Running in charge towards the castle walls I hear my heart beat down in my throat I know the Battle joy!
As my sweat drops into my eyes A rain of arrows whistlles in the sky This icy air freezes our blades And wet our beards with a morning rain Blood, it's on my face!
Odin guide my sword!
As some vikings bolts pierce the walls Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We bring the ram towards the gate Warriors proudly die under english fire Tha ram claims for it's path of death Thunderous is the crack!
I awaited for this glorious moment I can now enter the fortress crying the charge My axe cuts some english heads While the city of Jorvik cries it's swansong Captured is the king!
Odin guide my sword!
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