Amon Amarth - Coming Of The Tide Lyrics
Racing ‘cross the artic landsA mounted legionUnder my commandWe’re brutal forceNo men can withstandTotal havoc is at handSee the black crows circle highWaiting for brave men to dieThey sense the coming of the tideWhen opposition’s swept asideThe fateful messageReached us months agoThat our home was under siegeAnd since that dayWe’ve been heading northOur kinsmen needed our reliefAs we near our fortress wallsBlack smoke is rising to the skyBurnt black ruinsOf our father’s hallsAnd corpses greet our tired eyesWhat madness led them to attackVictory could not be wonThey must’ve knownThere was no turning backAnd now they all are goneNo woman, child or man was sparedTheir bodies lying where they fellSuffering, anguish and despairAs they went through living hellSo now we’re on the ride againAnd vengeance isOur newfound pathWe draw our strengthFrom grief and painThese bastards shall knowOur endless wrathSee the black crows circle highWaiting for brave men to dieThis is the coming of the tideWhen opposition’s swept aside
