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