Soon a new day will be spawned
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Scattered fires glow
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Soon first blood will be drawn
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And dying ambers glow
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They await the suns first rays
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Anticipation running high
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The Norns are counting numbered days
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Hear the war-cry rise
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See the Valkyries ride!
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See the Valkyries ride!
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They meet upon this hallowed field
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Now the end is near
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Two armies not about to yield
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The smell of death in the air
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This field has served as battle ground
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Since the dawn of this world
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Through the years a lot of blood
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Has been poured into this earth
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Warrior's eyes full of purest rage
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Steel cutting flesh
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Spilling guts and severing heads
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Sending men to their death
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Ride, ride, ride Valkyries
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Ride, ride, ride Valkyries
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The screams of dying men
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The comfort in their eyes
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Here they come, by Oden sent
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See the Valkyries ride
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Fallen men lie all around
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Their dead eyes look to the sky
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And as the swordplay rambles on
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They see the Valkyries ride
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Valkyries Ride
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| Amon Amarth |
