AMON AMARTH: JOMSVIKING - LYRICS

Back on Northern ShoresA thick fog lies aheadThe ocean's deadly calmTheir ship glides on the silent wavesInto the unknownHe cannot turn aroundFor him it's much too lateHe puts his back into the oarAnd rows towards his fateThe ship cuts throughThe milk white mistThrough the blind they clearly hearThe oar strokes of their mighty fleetBattle's drawing nearHis heart pounds loud and wildHe's waited for this dayThen suddenly a dragon's headAppears out of the hazeBack on the Northern shoresJust as he… Celý článok ›