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Shores In Flames

Mother winter leaves our land

And opens wide the seas

The lukewarm breeze does beckon me

As it whispers through the trees

It says: Set your sails

And let me take your ship to foreign shores

Take farewell of those near you

And your land of the North!

The wild cold deep black ocean's waves

Invites my hungry heart

Cry not my love I'll return

Only death can keep us apart

Oden in the sky up high

Let the Ravens of yours fly

To guide us on our sail to foreign shores

Let your Ravens fly

The wind blows through my hair

And fills our sails with hope and pride

Caress these lines of Oak, wind

Do not throw us all aside

The wild cold deep black ocean's waves

As wide as sky above

Carry us, oh, Gods of sea

Don't take us down below

Now approach the shore at dawn

All is still the light of daybreak is yet to be born

Clad in morning dew asleep

The city's walls rise before us men from the seas

Carrying cold steel at our sides

No time to lose at sunbirth we attack the city by surprise

Down the coastlines with the wind we reign

Men of the North we leave the shores in flames

Shores in Flames Shores in Flames

Shores in Flames Shores in Flames


Tor of thunder way up high

Swing your Hammer that cracks the sky

Send the wind to fill our sails and take us home

Guide your sons, us, home

When the wind cries out my name

And time has come for me to die

Then wrap me in my cape

And lay my sword down at my side

Then place me on a ship of Oak

And let it drift with tide

Let the flames purify my soul

On its way to hall up high

Up high

Up high

Up high

Up high



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