Mine
Slagbr?der (Brother of War) - Finntroll
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SJYXgDAe32k
Lyric :
Som ett djupt vral fran ett avgrund av hat.
De gl?mdas sj?lar steg, en f?r en, man f?r man, d?da utan fred.
Tog till vapen, tog till sk?ld, ett hav av illvillig d?dl?s man.
Hatets och sotens arme.
De fann min v?g de springa min skog.
Under manens r?da gl?d.
Jag slog dem ner vag f?r vag, inga sj?lar i ro.
Ett spjut ej r?ckte till denna kamp.
Korpbr?der h?rt nu klingors spel.
Snart himmelen t?cktes av br?dar mina.
En kamp det blev, en sista gang.
Br?drarna stod d?r sida vid sida.
Himmelen danade, en v?ldig sang.
Korpn?bb och klinga da tog sin f?da.
De stred till seger f?r en slutlig ?ra.
Ty denne seger ?n korpen b?ra.
En kamp det blev, en sista gang.
Br?drarna stod d?r sida vid sida.
En kamp det blev, en sista gang.
Br?drarna stod d?r sida vid sida.
Himmelen danade, en v?ldig sang.
Korpn?bb och klinga da tog sin f?da.
[English translation:]
Like a deep call from an abyss of hate
The forgotten souls arose
One by one, man by man, dead ones without peace
Armed with weapons, armed with shields
A sea of sinister undead men
The army of hate and ashes
They found my path, they ran through my forest
Under the red gloom of the moon
I felled them wave by wave, no souls in peace
One spear could not win this fight
Brother Raven heard the song of swords
Soon the sky was darkened by my brothers
A fight it was, one last time
Brothers stood side by side
Thunder in the skies, a mighty song
Raven's beak and sword quenched their thirst
They fought til victory for the final honor
This victory is worn by the raven still
Diplomacy is the art of telling people to go to hell in such a way that they ask for directions.
