Beast of War (Live)

from Tryms Kväde by Myrkvedr

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Lyrics: Hagal
Music: Hagal

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Fullmoon above us, the sun still shine on. The Wind is calm still the Storm rides around. We freeze to death as the Fire us burn. Our upper hand fail as my men bleed to death

I fall to my knees
Save us, this Inferno
tear us apart
Take what you kneed

A wolf roar in the wind. Ravens circle above
As a steed come´s riding. On eight legs the ground shakes
Then a fallen brother Rise from the dead on the ground

With blood and a scar in he´s face. Once so brave now Cut bleeding to rut,
now possessed to unleash the power. Fierce, Insane and no life in fleash

Beast Of War
Save My Horde
Feel no remorse
Feel nothing that will hold you back

A wolf roar in the wind. Ravens circle above. As the Beast Of War come´s riding
On Steel and fire the ground shakes. Scourge this land. For heathens Strike with power

Thengir is my name remember it well
I shall spare the life of a little boy

Rape he´s mother, cut her fingers and
Stick her eye´s out with my knife
Let Fire lick her face, while we carv
Nidpictures into her bleeding fleash.

Every man in my horde shall rape her again
before we let her boy flee to tell of our coming !

Fullmoon above us, the sun still shine on
The Wind is calm still the Storm rides around
We freeze to death as the Fire us burn
Our upper hand fail as my men bleed to death

Beast Of War
Save My Horde
Feel no remorse
Feel nothing that will hold you back

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from Tryms Kväde, released July 10, 2011

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Myrkvedr Gothenburg, Sweden

When the gjallarhorn sound, the vikings shall be united under the banner of Myrkvedr. With a mix of power and words of lore we recreate the true cold soul of the north, the forgotten lands of the norsemen