Salt water licks my face. And wind fills the sail. We head for wars on distant shores.
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My friends are all with me. And so they'll always be. We'll never bend until the end.
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We cross the open waves. On course to far off lands. Thor guides our ships. With his strong hands.
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Across the waves our seasnakes fly. Carried like ravens in the sky. By heavens breath on wings of death.
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Blood will run red. As we sever bodies from their heads. We maim and kill by pure will.
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We hail our gods. Sacrifice in blood. Our altar is the battlefields.
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Death is something we don't fear. Though it's always near. Ygg brings us home when time has come.
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We are five of us. Friends of Suncross. Strong and brave to the grave!.
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Friends Of The Suncross
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| Amon Amarth |
