Amon Amarth Heathen Hammer 1. Get in the Ring You smile at me through lying teeth Then you talk behind my back You think I'm blind, that I don't see The mask you wear begins to crack Your words bore me to death You're a wasp without a sting When you're done wasting breath You can find me in the ring Bring it on If you dare Will you run Are you scared I'm waiting here so come at me Let's fight it out man to man If you flee your fate is sealed Get in the ring, make your stand The coward thinks he'll always live If he keeps himself from strife But old age leaves him not in peace Though the spears may spare his life The fool thinks that he knows it all While he sits in sheltered nest Lost for words when reality calls As he's put to the test Your slander shows your inner fear Hiding behind words of spite But the Heathen law is clear I challenge you to a fight Choose blade, sword or axe It doesn't matter what you bring When the sun begins to wax Come find me in the ring Bring it on Nowhere to hide Time to face Your demise I'm waiting here so come at me Let's fight it out man to man If you flee your fate is sealed You'll die by my hand You're a dog without a bite And your taunts are uninspired It's better that you stand and fight 'Cause if you run you'll only die tired 2. Put your Back into the Oar The ships await us by the Birka quay All prepared with sixty oars They will carry us on the open sea Heading out to glory wars We have blothed to Aegir To the daughters of Ran We are willing and eager We are leaving at dawn Four days of good wind Then we awoke to an ocean mirror calm Slacking sails, we are drifting No direction, we are drifting Glory calls from beyond the waves A chance for fame and rich reward Honour waits beyond the grave So put your back into the oar The sun is burning, now we're lost at sea Our rations are running low Thirsty throats and hungry fleas But we still got many days to go We are crossing the ocean Left our home in the north The oars have set us in motion They will carry us forth Each man builds his own fame Now everyone, show me what you're worth Who recalls a coward's name? No one remembers, who remembers Glory calls from beyond the waves Beckons those with a heart for war Honour waits beyond the grave So put your back into the oar Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! (The oar is your best friend) Row! Row! Row! Row! (For a triumphant end) Row! Row! Row! Row! (Row for victory) Row! Row! Row! Row! (Into history) Grab your oars Row to glory wars And for victory Into history Each man builds his own fame Now everyone, show me what you're worth Who recalls a coward's name? No one remembers, who remembers Glory calls from beyond the waves Beckons those with a heart for war Honour waits beyond the grave Fear not a bloody fate Glory calls from beyond the waves A chance for fame and rich reward Honour waits beyond the grave So put your back into the oar 3. Masters of War (re-recording) STRIKE! Fast and hard, show no mercy for these men The vermin of christ, prophets of lies and their disciples Seek them out, hunt them down Break their spirits, crush their hearts Not even death will set them free from this pain CHARGE! Ride them down as they flee from our steel Draw their blood, make them suffer Before they die by war-field sacrifice Wipe them out! Burn their homes and fields Feed the wolves with their offspring, annihilate them all! Masters of War, torment every soul Rape every whore that carries the cross FIRE! Burn them all, burn them alive Send their souls to Deathqueen's hall To the land of cold burning flames Send them to the land of famine and despair Eternally they will starve and freeze 4. Death in Fire (live) The wait is soon at end Always charge never bend Morning is here, make your stand Live for honor, glory, death in fire! Total war is here Face it without fear Age of sword, age of spear Fight for honor, glory, death in fire! See the fire rise Flames are raging high Soon all will burn and die Burn for honor, glory, death in fire! Storm of lethal flames Only death remains Ragnarok is closing in Die for honor, glory, death in fire! Forces of chaos are on the move Everyone, choose your side And know the end is coming soon The day for all to die The day is here when Bifrost breaks Nor sun or moon will rise When the dead rise from their graves and Surtur spreads his fire All you know will wither away And sink into the sea A new world will be born one day Where everyone is free [Lead Soderberg] Total war is here, face it without fear Age of sword, age of spear Fight for honor, glory, death in fire! Storm of lethal flames Only death remains - Ragnarok is our fate Die for honor, die for glory Die, death in fire! 5. Deceiver of the Gods (live) Since I was born they have kept me down They have forced me to conform I will tear down their holy crown In a vengeful thunderstorm I loathe their bloody righteous ways It fills me with despise Fueling flames of violent rage I will be their world's demise Asgård's always been my home But I'm of different blood I will overthrow their throne Deceiver! Deceiver of the gods! All this rage and all this hate it burns me deep inside And still it is the only thing Keeping me alive. Dark ambition within my heart And its aching to break free The one true nature of my soul The giant lives in me. Kneel! You all shall kneel to me Or death will set you free You all shall kneel to me Fall! You all shall fall to me Vengeance will be sweet You all shall fall to me Asgård's always been my home But I'm of different blood I will overthrow their throne Deceiver of the gods! Asgård's always been my home But I'm of different blood I've come to Overthrow their throne Deceiver! Deceiver of the gods! 6. First Kill (live) The first man I killed was the earl's right-hand man When he came to take her away I ran his own sword straight through his throat And then I stood there, watching him fade The first blood I spilled was the blood of a Varg I had to wipe his smile away I was not yet a man, nor was I a boy But still, I made that bastard pay So I left him there, on the stable floor Bathing in a pool of his own blood My one and only choice was to flee this land To leave this wretched place for good I am an outcast All alone I'm a nomad without home I am an outlaw I'm disowned And I am no man's son Through the cold midwinter night on a southbound winding path The stars and moon my only light; and the earl's men closing fast I swore that I'd return; that I would see them burn I relive it in my dreams; the smell, the blood, his dying screams To my father I was dead, he took his hand from me He drove me away, I was shunned My one and only choice was to leave this land To become the prey that they would hunt I am an outcast All alone I'm a nomad without home I am an outlaw I'm disowned And I am no man's son I am an outcast All alone I'm a nomad without home I am an outlaw I'm disowned And I am no man's son 7. The Way of Vikings (live) Whirling dust in morning air Two warriors in the ring With the strength of two great bears They make their weapons sing Sparks fly high when steel meets steel And no one can believe That these two men are best friends Not enemies They lash out with ferocious force The fight grows more intense But each avoid the other's sword As if by seventh sense Their muscles ache, their bones are sore But none of them will yield They fight a two-man practice war As enemies Faster! Stronger! Fight until your dying breath! Fiercer! Harder! This is a matter of life and death! Full on fight in training It's the way of vikings Every muscle straining It's the way of the Jomsvikings These men aim to shatter It's the way of vikings This is how we battle It's the way of the Jomsvikings Whirling dust in morning air Two warriors in the ring With the strength of two great bears They make their weapons sing Sparks fly high when steel meets steel And no one can believe That these two men are best friends Not enemies Sun beats down with intense heat The swordsmen start to break Pain shoots through their tired feet With every step they take In this fight of iron wills One man takes a knee The other goes for the kill Like an enemy Faster! Stronger! Fight until your dying breath! Fiercer! Harder! This is a matter of life and death! Full on fight in training It's the way of vikings Every muscle straining It's the way of the Jomsvikings These men aim to shatter It's the way of vikings This is how we battle It's the way of the Jomsvikings