Amon Amarth - Coming Of The Tide Lyrics

Racing ‘cross the arctic lands A mounted legion Under my command We’re a brutal force No men can withstand Total havoc is at hand

See the black crows circle high Waiting for brave men to die They sense the coming of the tide When opposition’s swept aside

The fateful message Reached us months ago That our home was under siege And since that day We’ve been heading north Our kinsmen needed our relief

As we near our fortress walls Black smoke is rising to the sky Burnt black ruins Of our father’s halls And corpses greet our tired eyes

What madness led them to attack Victory could not be won They must’ve known There was no turning back And now they all are gone No woman, child or man was spared Their bodies lying where they fell Suffering, anguish and despair As they went through living hell

So now we’re on the ride again And vengeance is Our newfound path We draw our strength From grief and pain These bastards shall know Our endless wrath

See the black crows circle high Waiting for brave men to die They sense the coming of the tide When opposition’s swept aside

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