Uma coisa diferente, então!
domingo, 20 de junho de 2010 by Ismael
Death's roar comes with thunder
as Ragnarok awaits by the sea
The steel of my sword shines with hunger
Bloodshed will be our final destiny
The northern wind howls
As the heavy strom falls
But with Oden on our side
we shall not fear the valkyries ride
No woman shall weep for her kin
while the flames clame their wage
For they are all that have been
at the dawn of our age.
Gold and glory at the other side
Through rottin' corpses we'll ride
as the smell of blood fills our pride
It's time to leave, the tide is high
The northern wind howls
As the heavy strom falls
But with Oden on our side
we shall not fear the valkyries ride
Valhalla is at the next shore
My anger and lust still grow
Just some more enemies to go
To be with the gods I adore