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Runes To My Memory 
Medium
by Amon Amarth
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We rode the rivers of the Eastern trail
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the of the oars
No shelter in this land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Our ‘til the bitter end
We under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a for all to see
carved to my memory
Here I lay on the bank
A long, way from home
Life is out of me
Soon I will be gone
I my head to the side
And think of those home
I see the river by
Like blood runs from my wound
I lie on wet sand
I not make it home
I clinch my sword in my hand
Say farewell to I love
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Place my weapons by my side
For the journey to Hall up high
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the of the oars
No shelter in this land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Our ‘til the bitter end
We under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a for all to see
carved to my memory
Here I lay on the bank
A long, way from home
Life is out of me
Soon I will be gone
I my head to the side
And think of those home
I see the river by
Like blood runs from my wound
I lie on wet sand
I not make it home
I clinch my sword in my hand
Say farewell to I love
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Place my weapons by my side
For the journey to Hall up high
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
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