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Runes To My Memory 
Medium
by Amon Amarth
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We rode the rivers of the Eastern trail
in the of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this hostile land
on guard
to fight and defend
Our ship ‘til the end
We came under attack
I a deadly wound
A spear was forced my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
a for all to see
to my memory
I lay on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
I will be gone
I tilt 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 will not it home
I clinch my in my hand
Say farewell to those I love
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
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 to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
in the of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this hostile land
on guard
to fight and defend
Our ship ‘til the end
We came under attack
I a deadly wound
A spear was forced my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
a for all to see
to my memory
I lay on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
I will be gone
I tilt 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 will not it home
I clinch my in my hand
Say farewell to those I love
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
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 to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
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