Amon Amarth - Bloodshed

Bloodshed

Midgards cold and hatred reigns
Hunger and disease
Fenris is set free again
Chaos is unleashed
The storm of death sweeps the shores
Famine sweep the land
Ties of kinship is no more
Sons die by their fathers hand
Two men meet on battleground
Their eyes are full of hate
By sacred oaths both are bound
Death wi will be their fate
They share the blood of once proud men
Yet foes they have become
One fights for truth, the other for faith
Perish has begun
Here comes the - Bloodshed
Its the age of - Bloodshed
Here comes the - Bloodshed
Its the age of - Bloodshed
Two brothers meet in battle heat
Both wi will die to day
No victory and no defeat
Death is their only way
In their eyes is no remorse
They make their final charge
Thrusting their swords with mortal force
Piercing each others hearts
[Lead Mikkonnen]
Here comes the - Bloodshed
Its the age of - Bloodshed
Here comes the - Bloodshed
Prepare for - Bloodshed