We are the chosen of an eternal kingdom
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Revelling in our heresy
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We are the conquerors, spurned by the northwinds
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Our trumpets wailing sounds of doom
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Our sea of soldiers march with hatred
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Sparing no unbelievers in our wake
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Your establishments burn on this winter evening
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The moon a witness to our conquering tide
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Chorus:
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One thousand years of forgotten glory
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One thousand sins we shall not forget
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One thousand heroes no longer forgotten
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One thousand swords unsheathed for your death
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We fear not death, for it is our ally
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We fear not hate, for it is our friend
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We fear not your gods, for they have no power
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And we fear not you, for you shall die!
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Barbarossa awakes, his knights now rising
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His beard is wrapped three times around the stone
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The march to the East is once more coming
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Legend of legends arise once more
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We submerge again into dark ice waters
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The seawolves hum the hymn of death
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Iceland, Greenland, belongs to the northmen
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Reclaiming ancestral lands once again
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(Repeat Chorus)
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All around you can you feel it?
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The autumn winds bring a scent of death
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Grim reaper walks, your people follow
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The sun has set upon your land
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We fear not death, for it is our ally
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We fear not hate, for it is our friend
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We fear not your gods, for they have no power
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And we fear not you, for you shall die!
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Hymn of the Conquerors
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| Bound For Glory |
