Woorden: Amon Amarth. Avenger. North Sea Storm.

Above my head mighty men battle
Flashing blades rip the air
Cracking shields with thunder
Rolling over the waves

Blood pours like rain onto the sea
As it wind-whipped foams
Warlords in shining helmets
Send men screaming to their death

Clouds of black shadow the sea
Day turns into night
Infinite darkness beckons me
No more sun, no more light

Ships tied stern to stern
A battle on the North sea waves
Hearts of brave brightly burn
Berserks swing their metal-blades

Battle hammers hit with force
Crushing helmet covered heads
Dying men tumble over board
Foaming waves colored red

Memories invade my mind
As my harness brings me down
My body's getting cold and numb
As the ocean pulls me down

Above my head my brave friends battle
Their flashing blades rip through the air
Sending men screaming to join me
As I die in these cold waves