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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 of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in hostile land
on guard
to and defend
Our ship ‘til the bitter end
We came attack
I a wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
carved to my memory
Here I lay on the bank
A long, long way from home
Life is out of me
I will be gone
I my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by
Like blood from my wound
Here I lie on wet sand
I not make it home
I my 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 stone for all to see
Runes to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
Deep in the of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in hostile land
on guard
to and defend
Our ship ‘til the bitter end
We came attack
I a wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
carved to my memory
Here I lay on the bank
A long, long way from home
Life is out of me
I will be gone
I my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by
Like blood from my wound
Here I lie on wet sand
I not make it home
I my 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 stone for all to see
Runes to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
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