Amon Amarth - Friends of the suncross

Friends of the suncross

Salt water licks my face
and wind fills the sail
We head for wars on distant shores
My friends are all with me
And so theyll always be
Well never bend unti will the end
We cross the open waves
On course to far off lands
Thor guides our ships
With his strong hands
Across the waves our seasnakes fly
Carried like ravens in the sky
By heavens breath on wings of death
Blood wi will run red
As we sever bodies from their heads
We main and ki will by pure will
We hail our Gods
Sacrifice in blood
Our altar is the battlefields
Death is something we dont fear
Though its always near
Ygg brings us home when time has come
We are fi have of us
Friends of the suncross
Strong and brave to the grave