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Grey clouds - cover the winter sky <br />Cold snow - falls like autumn leaves to the ground <br /> <br />The icy wind <br />Pierces the skin of waiting warriors <br />Like spears <br />Will pierce their bodies in battle <br /> <br />Frosted <br />Beards on pale grey faces <br />Eyes of death <br />Are burning with rage <br /> <br />Glancing across the fields of Tyr <br />In the early morning light <br /> <br />Grey clouds - cover the winter sky <br />Cold snow - falls like autumn leaves to the ground <br /> <br />The icy wind <br />Pierces the skin of waiting warriors <br />Like spears <br />Will pierce their bodies in battle <br /> <br />War cries break the silent wait <br />Charging warriors rush to kill <br />Swords are swung in the air <br />The gods of war are called <br /> <br />Vikings with fire in soul <br />Clash on the open field <br />Slaying with powerful strokes <br />The snow is turning red <br /> <br />Hooves gallop the plains <br />Warlords on horsebacks <br />Ride into battle <br />With a thunderous roar <br /> <br />The storm wind of death <br />Blows across the field <br />Sweeping with it <br />Everything in its way <br /> <br />So the battle settles <br />Alone stands just one man <br />Under the grey-clouded winter sky - alone. . .
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Grey clouds - cover the winter sky <br />Cold snow - falls like autumn leaves to the ground <br /> <br />The icy wind <br />Pierces the skin of waiting warriors <br />Like spears <br />Will pierce their bodies in battle <br /> <br />Frosted <br />Beards on pale grey faces <br />Eyes of death <br />Are burning with rage <br /> <br />Glancing across the fields of Tyr <br />In the early morning light <br /> <br />Grey clouds - cover the winter sky <br />Cold snow - falls like autumn leaves to the ground <br /> <br />The icy wind <br />Pierces the skin of waiting warriors <br />Like spears <br />Will pierce their bodies in battle <br /> <br />War cries break the silent wait <br />Charging warriors rush to kill <br />Swords are swung in the air <br />The gods of war are called <br /> <br />Vikings with fire in soul <br />Clash on the open field <br />Slaying with powerful strokes <br />The snow is turning red <br /> <br />Hooves gallop the plains <br />Warlords on horsebacks <br />Ride into battle <br />With a thunderous roar <br /> <br />The storm wind of death <br />Blows across the field <br />Sweeping with it <br />Everything in its way <br /> <br />So the battle settles <br />Alone stands just one man <br />Under the grey-clouded winter sky - alone. . .
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