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Runes To My Memory 
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by Amon Amarth
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We rode the of the Eastern trail
Deep in the of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the of the oars
No shelter in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
to fight and defend
Our ‘til the bitter end
We came under attack
I a wound
A spear was into my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a for all to see
Runes to my memory
Here I lay on the bank
A long, way from home
Life is pouring out of me
I will be gone
I tilt my head to the side
And of back home
I see the river rushing by
Like runs from my wound
Here I lie on wet sand
I will not make 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 up high
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
Deep in the of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the of the oars
No shelter in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
to fight and defend
Our ‘til the bitter end
We came under attack
I a wound
A spear was into my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a for all to see
Runes to my memory
Here I lay on the bank
A long, way from home
Life is pouring out of me
I will be gone
I tilt my head to the side
And of back home
I see the river rushing by
Like runs from my wound
Here I lie on wet sand
I will not make 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 up high
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
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