Victorious March

Ten heavy feet Walks the blood soiled ground With rhythm these Five warriors march No matter how much The bleeding wounds From enemy sword cuts Hurts to the bone The revenge they sought Was taken in blood No mercy was showed No mercy was showed They ignore the pain That hammer like pounds From falls, off slain Horses, to the ground No signs of weakness No signs of weariness Not even a glimpse Of remorse in their eyes They slew men ruthless Fed the wolves with flesh And now they leave This land side by side Now they're headed home Five swordsmen who fought relentlessly Their story will be told Of five brave men endlessly All sorrow is left For the woman to bare The children cries They live in fear No man was spread No houses or farm remains No christian woman unraped Their church consumed by flames Their steel shines red With enemy blood It sings of victory Granted by the Gods And as they return Bleeding but proud The horizon burns And the song is ringing loud --- Victorious March - Amon Amarth