Amon Amarth (73,17 %)
The Avenger (66,72 %)
Released: 1999-09-02
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
5
Year (1999):
16
Decade (1990's):
184
Overall:
1188
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1.
Bleed for Ancient Gods
 04:31
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2.
The Last with Pagan Blood
05:39
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3.
North Sea Storm
 04:55
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4.
Avenger
 07:12
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5.
God, His Son and Holy Whore
04:00
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6.
Metalwrath
03:49
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7.
Legend of a Banished Man
06:05
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Album length:
36:11
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Lyrics |
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1.
Bleed for Ancient Gods
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Making way through blades and spears We attack at dawn The glory scene is near From northern gods we're spawned Defender's fighting spirit crack Torching house of single god We leave land burnt black And bodies floating in blood War to us is holy We sacrifice our blood War to us is holy We bleed for ancient Gods Blasting forth with rage in our war eyes We burn with hate Cut our way through hordes of weak Christian flesh Cast them into death WAR! War to us is holy We sacrifice our blood War to us is holy We bleed for ancient Gods Burn away the false and untrue ones We make them kneel To the only true and powerful Gods And then we kill WAR! |
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The Last with Pagan Blood
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We storm ahead with swords and shields For victory we ride We fight the world on these battlefields To re-erect the pagan pride We draw the blood of those in our way It's 'victory or die With pounding, raging fury we slay The Christian hounds will pay Charge ahead, no retreat No mercy, none shall live To us there is no defeat No remorse to give A wind of power blows from the north The enemy shivers to the core We slay with strength, pushing forth Silence before the storm The gates of Valhalla open up The ground beneath us shakes As Odin leads the Gods to war The Rainbow Bridge cracks Nothing can stop this final attack We carve up all in our path Now there is no turning back Final battle is here at last A feast awaits us when we return Awaiting all that fought in wrath By the long fires we sit in glory And beer will cool our soar throats We are few but strong in will The last with pagan blood We fought the world with burning steel Now we sit in Hall of Gods Pride and glory in our hearts Pride and glory in our hearts |
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3.
North Sea Storm
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Above my heads mighty men battle Flashing blades rip through the air Cracking shields with rumbling thunder Rolling over the waves Blood pours like rain onto the sea As it wind-whipped foams Warlords in shining helmets Send men screaming to their death Clouds of black cover the sea Day turns into night Infinite darkness beckons me No more sun, no more light Ships tied stern to stern A battle on the north sea waves Hearts of braves brightly burn Berserks swing their metal-blades Battle hammers hit with force Crushing helmet covers heads Dying men tumble over board Foaming waves colored red Memories invade my mind As my harness brings me down My body's getting cold and numb As the ocean pulls me down Above my head my brave friends battle Their flashing blades rip through the air Sending men screaming to join me As I die in these cold north sea waves |
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Avenger
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My pale face face glows in the light of fire My hollow eyes see but cannot see I stare deep into the glowing inferno The loss I feel is breaking me I heard their screams Through flaming walls Walls, I could not tear down I could not help them I'd been away for two full years Only to return too late to save them Helplessly I watched my life go up in flames I pull the sword from the glowing fire And hammer-beat in on the anvil Forging it with rage and hate I will seal my enemy's fate I engrave the blade with magic runes And summon Gods by sacrifice in blood Pure blue hate shines within this sword This magic sword will cut only once No sword has ever been like this one The Avenger is its name Now my sworn enemy Vengeance will belong to me A year has gone by Now my sworn enemy It's your turn to die It's your turn to die! Die! To die! Die, die! Die, die! Die, die, die, die, die! The sword cuts through his throat His head tumbles to the ground The headless body lays gently down Down to sleep in a pool of blood The Avenger has lost its shine The magic is now drained Dull and useless it rests in my hand Its purpose is soon fulfilled Now hate is gone but emptiness remains So I turn the blade around And run it through my stomach veins And I fall to the ground |
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God, His Son and Holy Whore
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Serpent tongue speaks to me Of a man from southern land How ancient Gods are enemies But I don't understand Hippocritic voice of love talks of peace and Christ Blasphemer of Gods above One thousand years of lies They hold their swords to out throats And force-feed us with faith 'Bout god, his son and holy whore But now we retaliate Prophets of a false believe talk with tongue of ice Threaten us with hell beneath Now they all shall die Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down Free yourselves from the chains Of lies that hold you down Arise to be free again We'll fight till we have won Priests of hippocratic love talk of peace and Christ Power is their only goal Now they all shall die Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down Mess with us and you will feel A pain so true yet so unreal Yeah, use your hate, uncreate Christian state will meet its fate God, his son and holy whore Now you will meet your fate |
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6.
Metalwrath
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Wrath, hate, pain and death The code we live by It's in our souls Metal is the way We fight the world With glowing metal Now the falses will pay Our fight has just begun We're sent from hall of gold Messengers of death We're coming after you You can't escape us We'll take away your breath See us ride for vengeance Friends of the sun cross We are born of steel See us ride down The Amon Amarth The last sight you'll ever see So as you stand there Under gray-clouded skies Abandoned by your god You know you're gonna die You feel a sorrow Surrounding you As of the nine worlds Screaming pain you feel Your soul vaporizes As your hearts burst We charge without fear Your time has come Your Fimbul winter's arrived A chilling wind of ice Whirls through your heart Pierces your bones and spine We are all Gazing to the skies We'll make the false hammer fall And we'll make Thor arise Our quest is done Your creation burns Now we return to Odin's hall Our dragon's fly Across the waves As twilight begins to fall In victory we ride We enter the mighty doors Of the spear-god's hall As Ygg salutes us We raise our beers And drink in honor of our cause We are all Greeted by the Gods We made the false hammer fall And Thor arose in blood |
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Legend of a Banished Man
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Run for your lives, death has arrived Try save your soul, run from the sound of rowing oars Out of the mist Breaks a dragon ship Even more feared Than the nail-ship "Naglfar" A bear-coated man stands in the bow Cold-eyed he gazes towards the shoer The dragon's head is grim and red All covered with blood, a gift to the mighty Gods Warshields are raised, the Gods are praised The people stare paralyzed with fear The legend tells of a man that fell From grace of his baptised king As a banished man he fled his land But solemnly sworn to return with holy war But no one knows how the legend goes 'Cause no ones survived That's gazed into his eyes 'Cause no one's returned that's met his fire They say wolf-skinned men follow him Berserks whose eyes burn with flames of ice Some say mighty Thor Guides their blades in war They say they cannot be killed Nor can their blood be spilled So run for your lives Death has arrived The legend has come To take the lives of the deceitful ones Run for your lives The death ship's arrived There's no way you'll live To tell of meeting his fire |