Resound the Horn: Odin's Hail - Doomsword.lrc

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[01:21.63]A black host descends
[01:23.07]Omen of the end
[01:25.32]Fury and pride at Odin's command
[01:29.28]Just the mountains can dare to stand
[01:36.57]
[01:41.63]Hordes of the gods
[01:43.37]Almighty force
[01:45.12]Foreign invader surely won't prevail
[01:49.18]The army that cried loud Odin's hail
[01:55.30]
[02:01.67]It doesn't matter how much
[02:03.26]I shall suffer to live
[02:05.23]To consign my poor soul
[02:07.10]In your mighty hands
[02:09.27]I long for that moment my life I shall give
[02:11.82]and if I die in this battle...
[02:18.08]Let battle commence!
[02:21.17]
[02:51.47]Black mist now protects us
[02:53.21]From unfaithful eyes,
[02:55.25]The attack to the cross
[02:56.84]And its god will surely succeed
[03:02.12]By Odin's hail
[03:05.44]
[03:11.50]Steel at my side, banners up high
[03:15.30]Ancient words from the Gods I pronounce,
[03:19.30]the Viking war-cry:
[03:22.56]Odin's hail
[03:25.73]
[03:31.66]It doesn't matter how much
[03:32.87]I shall suffer to live
[03:35.28]To consign my poor soul
[03:37.05]In your mighty hands
[03:39.20]I long for the moment my life I shall give
[03:43.35]and if I die in this battle...
[03:47.48]Let battle commence!
[03:51.07]
[03:51.08]Solo
[04:56.56]
[07:34.01]"This is the day for which I was born
[07:37.73]I blow my last breath into the horn
[07:41.75]To the halls of Valhalla
[07:43.72]I now finally sail
[07:45.77]My last words are Odin's hail!"
文本歌词
A black host descends
Omen of the end
Fury and pride at Odin's command
Just the mountains can dare to stand
Hordes of the gods
Almighty force
Foreign invader surely won't prevail
The army that cried loud Odin's hail
It doesn't matter how much
I shall suffer to live
To consign my poor soul
In your mighty hands
I long for that moment my life I shall give
and if I die in this battle...
Let battle commence!
Black mist now protects us
From unfaithful eyes,
The attack to the cross
And its god will surely succeed
By Odin's hail
Steel at my side, banners up high
Ancient words from the Gods I pronounce,
the Viking war-cry:
Odin's hail
It doesn't matter how much
I shall suffer to live
To consign my poor soul
In your mighty hands
I long for the moment my life I shall give
and if I die in this battle...
Let battle commence!
Solo
"This is the day for which I was born
I blow my last breath into the horn
To the halls of Valhalla
I now finally sail
My last words are Odin's hail!"