A Fury Divine Lyrics - The Crusher - Amon Amarth

Death is drawing near 

I know it's true but I have no fear 

I know I can't escape my 

Fate! Turns it's deadly wheel 

Judgement day is closing in but still I cannot feel: 

Remorse! Is for the weak 

I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all: 

Lies! Spread by preaching men 

I'm on trial for being who I am 

And praising the Gods of my native land 

I will stand firm, I refuse to kneel 

The fury in me is divine 

My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed 

But I'm not afraid to die 

Death! The day to die is here 

The sun rides high on the northern sphere 

And the executioner sharpens his: 

Axe! Shines in the sun 

I smile when they tie me down 

And hear the sound of the falling blade 

Death! Sweet death, relieve me from this world 

Death! Sweet death, relieve me, relieve: 

So death finally came to him 

The pagan man could not be turned 

He faced death with a grin 

Now his head rests in the dust 

The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel 

Then fury in him was divine 

Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed 

He's brought to Golden Hall up high