Cry of The Black Birds

Cry of The Black Birds
Raise your swords up high!
See the black birds fly!
Let them hear your rage!
Show no fear!
Attack!
Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death, when its our time
Oden will bring us home, when we die!

The ground trembles under us
As we make our thunder charge
The pounding hooves spread panic and fear into their hearts
Our helmets shine in the sun as we near their wall of shields
Some of them turn and run
When they hear our frantic screams!
Throw your swords to (the) sky!
Hear the Black Birds cry!
Let them feel your hate!
Show no fear!
Attack!
The enemy are in disarray
Like a cowardice they run
Send them to their final graves
Don't spare anyone
Kill the wounded by order of
See the pain in their eyes
Over the field and fear the sound
As we hear the ravens cry
En la canción 'Cry of The Black Birds' de Amon Amarth, somos transportados a un épico campo de batalla donde guerreros valientes se preparan para la confrontación...