Ancient Sign Of The Coming Storm Lyrics - Twilight Of The Thunder God - Amon Amarth

Dar tog en nordlig vind 

Skeppet, sa att kungen 

Ombord fordes med 

Till strid mot tva kungar 

De djarva kungarna 

Halsade med pilskott 

Ordlost I striden 

Skoldarnas buller rackte 

Blood red bows plough the waves 

Dragon heads grin 

Twenty ships with Norsemen braves 

Riding the northern wind 

They left their shores at early dawn 

As a red sun was rising in the east 

An ancient sign of coming storm 

Thunder of sword and shield 

Sails appear in the south 

Now every man prepare 

The sea will be colored by blood 

Battle is drawing near 

A mighty fleet of forty ships 

Two kings bring lethal steel 

No words spoken between enemies 

Just thunder of sword and shield 

A rain of arrows darkens the sun 

A cloud of wood and steel 

Through shields and flesh the arrows run 

Bringing warriors to their knees 

A war-cry loud as Heimdal's horn 

Fills the vibrating air 

This is the place where heroes are born 

And where death is always near 

Here it comes the mighty storm 

Every man attacks 

Now is when heroes are born 

There is no turning back