Amon Amarth
Victorious March
Ten heavy feetWalks the bloodsoiled groundWith rhythm theseFive warriors march
No matter how muchThe bleeding woundsFrom enemy swordcutsHurts to the bone
The revenge they soughtWas taken in bloodNo mercy was showedNo mercy was showed
They ignore the painThat hammerlike poundsFrom falls, off slainHorses, to the ground
No signs of weaknessNo signs of wearinessNot even a glimceOf remorse in their eyes
They slew men ruthlessFed the wolves with fleshAnd now they leaveThis land side by side
Now they're headed homeFive swordsmen who fought repentlesslyTheir story will be toldOf five brave men endlessly
All sorrow is leftFor the woman to bareThe children criesThey live in fear
No man was spreadNo houses or farm remainsNo christian woman unrapedTheir church consumed by flames
Their steel shines redWith enemy bloodIt sings of victoryGranted by the GodsAnd as they returnBleeding but proudThe horizon burnsAnd the song is ringing loud
No matter how muchThe bleeding woundsFrom enemy swordcutsHurts to the bone
The revenge they soughtWas taken in bloodNo mercy was showedNo mercy was showed
They ignore the painThat hammerlike poundsFrom falls, off slainHorses, to the ground
No signs of weaknessNo signs of wearinessNot even a glimceOf remorse in their eyes
They slew men ruthlessFed the wolves with fleshAnd now they leaveThis land side by side
Now they're headed homeFive swordsmen who fought repentlesslyTheir story will be toldOf five brave men endlessly
All sorrow is leftFor the woman to bareThe children criesThey live in fear
No man was spreadNo houses or farm remainsNo christian woman unrapedTheir church consumed by flames
Their steel shines redWith enemy bloodIt sings of victoryGranted by the GodsAnd as they returnBleeding but proudThe horizon burnsAnd the song is ringing loud
