Amon Amarth - Gods Of War Arise - GTP табы

Darkness flees the rising sun 
The village lies ahead 
It will wake to a new day soon 
Soon they'll all be dead 

We came in cover of moonless night 
Fifty men at arms 
Now at first morning light 
The church bell sounds the alarm 

Sacrifice to Gods of old 
Bleed them of their lives 
Fresh blood on our swords 
Gods of war arise 
Sacrifice to Gods of old 
Bleed them of their lives 
Fresh blood on our swords 
Gods of war arise 

Hear the tortured screams 
Shattering the air 
They awake from soothing dreams 
Into their worst nightmare 

Fire sweeps their homes 
They feel the dragon's breath 
Consuming and destructive flames 
Agonising death 

Some seek shelter in the church 
A refuge for those with faith 
But we know how to smoke them out 
A pyre will be raised 

But those who choose to stand and fight 
Will die with dignity 
For the unfortunate few who survive 
Waits a life in slavery 

The day draws to an end 
The night comes dark and cold 
We return to our ships 
With silver, slaves and gold 

We gave them agony 
As they fell and die 
The Gods have granted victory 
For our sacrifice 

Solo: Mikkonen