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Glorious MarchSwords and bones clash on the shoreFighting for glory Fight for your land Blood, guts, pain all around Smell of death surrounds me Charge for your pride Fueled by the snow that covers the Mountains And by the wind that rages in the north! March to your death... to your funeral Go on your way... go (and) feed your blade Sorrow drains fear out of our men Rage takes control of us Bury your own heart Ravens fly as people die Blinded by darkness Feeding on our corpses I went on (the) mountains high So i can see odin in the eyes He granted (to) our tribe wit power and Might So now warriors stand and stay alive Swords and bones clash on the shore Fighting for glory Fight for your land Blood, guts, pain all around Smell of death surrounds me Charge for your pride |