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Runes To My Memory 
Medium
by Amon Amarth
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We rode the of the trail
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Our ship the bitter end
We came under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
to my memory
Here I lay on the river bank
A long, long way home
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 rushing by
Like blood from my wound
Here I lie on wet sand
I will not it home
I my in my hand
Say farewell to I love
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
my 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
carved to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Our ship the bitter end
We came under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
to my memory
Here I lay on the river bank
A long, long way home
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 rushing by
Like blood from my wound
Here I lie on wet sand
I will not it home
I my in my hand
Say farewell to I love
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
my 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
carved to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
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