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LURHORNS CALL (2020)

LURHORNS CALL (2020)

1. FEARLESS

Fearless

Bring forth them one by one, Man to man
Even a hundred men, defeat them all
Then I will come at you and I will make you see
Struck to the ground, accept my victory

I am the scream of rage, the death in tales you hear
I am the feeling of approaching fear
The rumor spreads the land, oncoming raids draws near
We are the ones from Jomsborg, now we’re here

Despite my humble age, last to stand
I showed my worthiness, fore the men
I won’t obey the cowardice you showed today
Never retreat, we stand the battleground

Ref:

Wield your ax, behead our order, mind your step now, yet we breath
I am Vagn, I am the fearless, we are Joms, and we won’t fail
Until that day, the stormy hail, on that dreadful day

Ref:

Bring forth them one by one, even a hundred men
Despite my humble age, I showed my worthiness
We fighting man to man, we will defeat them all
We are the last to stand, until Hjörungavágr

Ref;

2. LURHORNS CALL

Lur Horn’s Call

Make the horns foretell their fall, two hundred thousand hear the call
Battle under watcher’s eye, here the men and heroes die

Along the fields of battle, out on the Swedish plains
Shield-maiden fights among, the raging men
You will not die from aging, You won’t pass down to Her
This is your quest for dying, Your despair

Make the Lur Horns sound the call, forty thousand men shall fall
Blind he rides and blind he fought, dies still holding both his swords

Along the fields of battle, out on the Swedish plains
Shield-maiden fights among, The raging men
You will not die from aging, you won’t pass down to her
This is your quest for dying, Your despair

Odin take this life, a war made up for you
I fly above the battlefield

Ret

3. THE PUNISHMENT

THE PUNISHMENT

Soon will poison fill the cup, Scream of pain with every drop
Shake the worlds, Bound to stones, ‘til I steer, Ship from east

As the cup fills from the snake, Venom meant to cause you pain
The foundations of the worlds, Crumbles…

They turned our son to wolf, to tear his brothers chest
I demand my revenge!
Your brother, bound by blood, has tied you for your deadly deeds
The Shape shifters final trick

Call my breed, break your chain
Wake from waves, rise up Hel!

In bygone days I swore to you, as we mixed our blood
Now your betrayal made us foes, until the final day

They turned our son to wolf, To tear his brothers chest
I demand my revenge!
Your brother, bound by blood, has tied you for your deadly deeds
The Shape shifters final trick

As I hold the cup above, as you rest from dripping pain
I am stuck in my despair, onne to aid me

They turned our son to wolf, to tear his brothers chest
I demand my revenge!
Your brother, bound by blood, has tied you for your deadly deeds
The Shape shifters final trick
I will break free that day, as the flames surrounds the plains

I will die among the gods
When winters reigned for years, and the awful fight draws near
I vanish into eternity

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