Victorious March Lyrics - Once Sent From The Golden Hall - Amon Amarth

Ten heavy feet 

Walks the blood soiled ground 

With rhythm these 

Five warriors march 

No matter how much 

The bleeding wounds 

From enemy sword cuts 

Hurts to the bone 

The revenge they sought 

Was taken in blood 

No mercy was showed 

No mercy was showed 

They ignore the pain 

That hammer like pounds 

From falls, off slain 

Horses, to the ground 

No signs of weakness 

No signs of weariness 

Not even a glimpse 

Of remorse in their eyes 

They slew men ruthless 

Fed the wolves with flesh 

And now they leave 

This land side by side 

Now they're headed home 

Five swordsmen who fought relentlessly 

Their story will be told 

Of five brave men endlessly 

All sorrow is left 

For the woman to bare 

The children cries 

They live in fear 

No man was spread 

No houses or farm remains 

No christian woman unraped 

Their church consumed by flames 

Their steel shines red 

With enemy blood 

It sings of victory 

Granted by the Gods 

And as they return 

Bleeding but proud 

The horizon burns 

And the song is ringing loud