Amon Amarth - A Fury Divine

A Fury Divine

Death is drawing near
I know its true but I have no fear
I know I can not escape my:
FATE Turns its deadly wheel
Judgement day is closing in but sti will I cannot feel:
REMORSE Is for the weak
I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all:
LIES Spread by preaching men
Imon trial for being who I am
And praising the Gods of my nati have land
I wi will stand firm, I refuse to kneel
The fury in me is divine
My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed
But Imnot afraid to die
Death The day to die is here
The sun rides high on the northern sphere
And the executioner sharpens his:
Axe Shines in the sun
I smile when they tie me down
And hear the sound of the falling blade
Death Sweet death, relieve me from this world
Death Sweet death, relieve me, relieve:
So death finally came to him
The pagan man could not be turned
He faced death with a grin
Now his head rests in the dust
The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel
Tehn fury in himwas divine
Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed
Hes brought to Golden Hall up high