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Runes To My Memory 
Medium
by Amon Amarth
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We the rivers of the Eastern trail
in the land of the Rus'
Following the in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Our ship the bitter end
We came attack
I a deadly wound
A spear was into my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
a for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
Here I lay on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone
I my to the side
And think of those home
I see the river by
blood runs my wound
I lie on wet sand
I not it home
I clinch my sword 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
Raise a stone for all to see
to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
in the land of the Rus'
Following the in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Our ship the bitter end
We came attack
I a deadly wound
A spear was into my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
a for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
Here I lay on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone
I my to the side
And think of those home
I see the river by
blood runs my wound
I lie on wet sand
I not it home
I clinch my sword 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
Raise a stone for all to see
to my memory
To my memory
To my memory
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