"I har alle bevidnet et l?nge kendt ritual. Konger dor pa denne vis"
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No more battle noise, nor crying this night.
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The whole of England is silent, stopped is every fight.
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As the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella's spine,
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Blood runs onto York, no christian light will shine.
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Ivarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back,
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Wings of blood won't make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!
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All of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:
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Blood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!
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The clouds gathered above, to witness and behold
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The landing of an Eagle on the walls of this stronghold.
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As the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella's spine,
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Blood runs onto York, no christian light will shine.
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Ivarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back,
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Wings of blood won't make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!
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All of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:
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Blood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!
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Blood Eagle
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