Oakenshield şarkı sözleri
[Corkhill, Traditional Scandinavian]High Above Shinning SteelFlyga Hverjan DagA Chilling Tale Now Comes From The NorthRavens Fly In The Blood Red SkyJormungrund YfirThe Beating Of WingsThe Howl Of The WindBright Summer Sun Reddened With BloodThat Which Once Was GreenNow Scorched, Blackened With AshDays Grow Cold Under Dark WingsThat Which Is Fed On The Lives Of MenAnd Leads Men To Their DeathsFlying Above, Searching, WanderingNever Wondering...High Above Shinning SteelFlyga Hverjan DagThe Dawn Is Met With Of BlackHow The Winds Now Blow So StrongJormungrund YfirCarring Wings Of BlackThe Distant Skies Of Ancient TimesFlyga Hverjan DagAbove The Realms Of Forest, Valley And SeaHow The Winds Now Blow So StrongJormungrund YfirCarrion Wings Of Black
