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quarta-feira, 31 de outubro de 2012

TÝR - Hold The Heathen Hammer High






Hold the Heathen Hammer High
TÝR

Heathen heart 
Pagan pride 
Faring far 
Sword by Side

Tribal times 
Northern nights 
Hidden high 
Runic rites I was told

Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high

Hold the heathen hammer high with a battle cry 
For the pagan past I live and one day 
will die 
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away 
Ever true unto your 
forefathers stalwart stay

Hold the Heathen Hammer high with a battle 
cry 
For the pagan past I live and one day will die 
Hold the heathen hammer 
high, never turn away 
Down the wayward way so far faring strangers 
stray

Hold the heathen hammer high

Weather wild 
Blackened blade 
Angry eyes 
Ruthless raid

Heathen heart 
Pagan pride 
Faring far 
Sword by Side 
hard and cold

Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high

Hold the heathen hammer high with a 
battle cry 
For the pagan past I live and one day will die 
Hold the heathen 
hammer high, never turn away 
Ever true unto your forefathers stalwart 
stay

Hold the Heathen Hammer high with a battle cry 
For the pagan past I 
live and one day will die 
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn away 
Down 
the wayward way so far faring strangers stray

Hold the heathen hammer 
high

From a pagan past that only the heathen hold 
From the far end of the 
world and of times untold 
I bring message to your mids of the ways of 
old 
Ways reluctantly abandoned if truth be told

Ways abandoned for a 
scavenger of our souls 
Living on malicious lies, hiding in the holes 
Cruel 
and credible as any our tale of trolls 
Hold the heathen hammer highest of all 
your goals

Hold the heathen hammer high with a battle cry 
For the pagan 
past I live and one day will die 
Hold the heathen hammer high, never turn 
away 
Ever true unto your forefathers stalwart stay

Hold the Heathen Hammer 
high with a battle cry 
For the pagan past I live and one day will die 
Hold the heathen hammer high, 
never turn away 
Down the wayward way so far faring 
strangers stray

Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high 
Hold the heathen hammer high