Wrath Of The Norsemen Lyrics - Amon Amarth

My head hurts like hell 

Can't open my eyes 

My clothes are all wet 

And I'm freezing right through 

Don't know where I am 

Or how to get home 

My arms feel so numb 

And it's hard to get up 

My muscles they ache 

With every move 

I stand on my feet 

But my knees feel so weak 

Somebody wake me! 

From this horrible dream! 

Somebody save me! 

From this terror I feel! 

I stumble around 

On the soft muddy ground 

I call out the name 

Of the friends I can't find 

But only the wind 

And the ravens reply 

With every gasp 

With every breath 

Smoke fills my lungs 

And my intestines wrench 

With every gasp 

The sweet taste of death 

The air is full of a thick 

Pungent stench 

So comes the rain 

It's colder than ice 

I wash off my face 

And open my eyes 

And then I see 

But wish I were blind 

They are all dead 

There's blood everywhere 

The Norsemen they left 

Only death and despair 

A stench of flesh 

That fills the autumn air 

Somebody wake me! 

From this horrible dream! 

Somebody save me! 

From this terror I feel! 

No one can save me! 

From this horrible dream! 

No one can hear me! 

Or my heartrenching 

Screams!