Nerthus - Battle Song | Текст песни

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• Nerthus
• Battle Song

The arrows whizz.
Swords and spears are sparkling in the air.

Pugnacious yells of rage in boundless hate -
black lansquenets are determined to win or die.

Beating and stabbing and strangling and crushing
and slitting the throats.

Smashing the faces, impaling the bodies,
dismembering the foe.

(Repeat 3rd verse of two lines)

Red coloured landscape - district of war -
covered with mangled corpse in knee-deep pools of blood.

The horns are blown - the black troops mass -
to start one more attack and settle their conquest.

The crossbows fizz.
Horses are neighing all around.

(Repeat 2nd verse of two lines)
(Repeat 5th verse of two lines)
(Repeat 6th verse of two lines)

(War cry)

(Repeat 3rd verse of two lines)

The weapons clash.
Morning stars are swirling in the air.

(Repeat 2nd verse of two lines)
(Repeat 3rd verse of two lines)
(Repeat 4th verse of two lines)

The maces hit the faces.
Harnesses - cold steel - are gleaming red.

(Repeat 2nd verse of two lines)
(Repeat 3rd verse of two lines)
(Repeat 5th verse of two lines)

The horns are blown - the black troops mass again -
now they know the battle's victory belongs to them.

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