The battlelust engulfed me, my heart and sword as one The joyous thud of shield on shield as axes swung Fearless the howls of men at war, a melody so divine Relentless rage I unleashed, with fire in my eyes
Fresh From Fields of Victory -- With glory I should return Fresh From Fields of Victory -- The homestead fires they burn The Gods are thanked by sacrifice, Upon this festive night Alone though I ...
In the midst of battle I had my inspiration Why I cleaved my sword with might I had a reason To be held once more by everything that I hold dear Losing what I cherish was the only thing that I feared In the midst of battle, I had my inspiration Why I cleaved my sword with might I had a reason Boldly stated once by a man so old and wise by war Victory is decided by the reasons that we fight for
Fresh From Fields of Victory -- With glory I should return Fresh From Fields of Victory -- The homestead fires they burn The Gods are thanked by sacrifice, Upon this festive night Alone though I - Fresh From Fields Of Victory
Oh -- I just cannot celebrate this day Oh -- There should have been another way Oh -- Such a heavy toll to pay Oh -- On the ice my family lay
My father, My Brothers and alas my Bride The price of this victory was that of your lives The emptiness inside, leads me to despair The price of this victory, I just cannot bear As around me the laughter, as the fires burn bright Appears to almost mock me, I curse into the night And loneliness, brings anguish, as I recall a memory My inner agony -- Oh the price of this victory
Fresh From Fields of Victory -- With glory I should return Fresh From Fields of Victory -- The homestead fires they burn The Gods are thanked by sacrifice, Upon this festive night Alone though I - Fresh From Fields Of Victory
Oh -- I just cannot celebrate this day Oh -- There should have been another way Oh -- Such a heavy toll to pay Oh -- On the ice my family lay