In The Clash Of Arms Lyrics
Across the wild seas he sailedthrough hard storms and black cloudswith men who could not fail.Victory was in their tail.Masters of the handling of steelwith a quenchless thirst for glory.He ran into the hordes of foeswith his twohundred combatants only.Better warriors than he hadcan be very hard to find.Even in the worst situationsthey did not leave their king behind.In the clash of armsthe blades shone brightly.In the clash of metalhe earned his glory.Loudly rang the ore's cold hearted songs.Many men was brought up highthough it's he who for Valhall longsYet, it's not his time to die.
Misteltein In The Clash Of Arms
