The Last With Pagan Blood — текст песни (Amon Amarth)

We storm ahead with swordsn shields

For victory we ride

We fight the world on these battlefields

To re-erect the pagan pride



We draw the blood of those in our way

Its victory or die

With pounding, raging fury we slay

Now christian hounds will pay



Charge ahead, no retreat

No merca, noone shall live

To us there is no defeat

No remorse to give



A wind of power blows from the north

The enemy shivers to the core

We slay with strength, pushing forth

Silence before the storm



The gates of valhall open up

The ground beneath us shakes

As oden leads the gods to war

The rainbow bridge cracks



Nothing can stop this final attack

We carve up all in our path

Now there is no turning back

Final battle is here at last



A feast awaits us when we get back

Awaiting all that fought in wrath

By the long fires we sit in glory

Ande beer cools our soar throats



We are few but strong in will

The last with pagan blood

We fought the world with burning steel

Now we sit in hall of gods



Pride and glory in our hearts

Pride and glory in our hearts