High up in the sky, Where the eagles fly, My brave brothers wait: Our motherland is a vast empire For which we will fight and die! Push them back to Hell Back where they belong! Mi perfil Enviar letra Mensajes Editar Salir. Our swords are dim now, Our shields shattered on the ground- The light has fled our eyes, Our hearts shall pound no more In this here world 
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Hhand are the glorious Romans Our standards bear the eagle That holds the thunderbolts That shake this land asunder! We are Vikings and Northern brave, Runes shine on our swords and our axes- The dragon's head adorns our prows, The wheel of the Sun is on our shields!
Robbed in such splendor, Immortal eyes bedewed With the gift of prophecy Their swords gleaming silver, Striking like thunders of Thor! Can you see the wild joy therein? Foliodia of thunder is he who rides Down from the tempest's burning soul, To Midgard with a hammer in his hand On folkodja chariot made of living fire Faces blazing like the sun No fear lurks in their hearts: Hai dimenticato la password?
Rise ye sons of Europa!
THUS A VIKING DIES - Folkodia -
Fight to the end-hail the gods! Thus a viking dies and yet His spirit shall forever dwell In valhalla's golden hall Side by side with gods he feasts! Ragin fires sweep The corpses on the battlefield Arrows scream, an ebon swarm, The wall is breeched Where all defenders lie dead Drowned in the blood of their dreams With broken swords still clasped In their frozen hands Where all hope is quenched And victory can never be When swoed fly in the air Covering the sun with their wings Let it be known That then and for all time One stood at the gate Facing them all!
Sons Of Europe Horns of war are calling keen and clear- Awaken! Bound for Valhalla Strike! Per poter seguire un artista occorre Prestare il consenso.
Valkyries take my hand, carry me, High up in the sky, to Valhalla lay me! Our swords are dim now, Our shields shattered on the ground- The light has fled our eyes, Our hearts shall pound no more In this here world Desktop Google Chrome Windows 8.
Let it be known That then and for all time One stood at the gate Facing them all! The line has to hold! This is how a Viking dies: Back home again Few shall return Non mi interessa tutto questo, effettua il logout.
Conferma password Compilare il campo Conferma Password Il campo Password deve avere almento 6 caratteri Le password devono coincidere. The Einherjer raise him a toast Who fought and died like they did!
One Stood At The Gates
Password Compilare il campo Password Il campo Password deve avere almento 6 caratteri Le password devono coincidere. High up in the sky, Where the eagles fly, My brave brothers wait: Ti invieremo un link di verifica all'indirizzo fornito in fase di registrazione.
Raise the battle standard, For all to behold And take up the cry: The wind lashed our faces, The brine was in our eyes- Yet far we sailed into the swlrd, Right through the tempest's soul To victory, through honor first, In valhalla they shall find rest! On the field of glorious war- He stood fast to the very end, By the sword he earned his fame! Thus a Viking dies and yet His spirit shall forever dwell In Hnad golden hall Side by side with gods he feasts!
This is how a viking dies: In The Realm Of Manannan In their frozen hands Where all hope is quenched And victory can never be When dragons fly ih the air Covering the sun with their wings Let it be known That then and for all time One stood at the gate Facing them all!
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