Warriors Of The North

Amon Amarth · 7 音轨 · 274 小节 · 热度 2,193

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Amon Amarth《Warriors Of The North》吉他谱:共 7 条音轨(Guitar I、Guitar II、Additional Guitar、Bass、Drums、Extra、Extra),274 小节,时长约 10 分 9 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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关于 Amon Amarth

Amon Amarth是一支深深根植于死亡金属并有着坚定而强烈的维京神话信仰的乐队。乐队的名字取自英国文学家J.R.R Tolkien那本著名的幻想历史小说《The Lord of the Rings》（指环王），Amon Amarth在小说中是指一个特定的地点，即The Mountain of Doom（厄运之山），Tiamat乐队为他们的一首早期经典作品也取了同样的名字。乐队的风格为比较凶狠的旋律黑死金属，双吉他，没有键盘。他们的歌曲整体上感觉比较压抑，但又不失凶狠，有点象At the Gates与Dark Tranqullity的结合。

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We were the warriors of the north

Notorious and brave

We'd never lost a fight in war

We feared not the grave

The ruler of this northern court

My brother, lord, king

He always had our loyal swords

But we would feel his sting

The ageing king had no decendants

No heir to take his throne

It filled his soul with fear

Transcendent

That next in line was my first-born

The king's heart grew

Full of dark deception

Full of foul conspiracy

This was when dark days

Had their inception

And we fell to his vile deceit

Robbed of arms, robbed of pride

But he spared our lives

The fear he had of Oden's wrath

Held his vengeful knife

With hearts so cold we left our homes

Banished from our land

A life in shame, a life in grief

Until we rise again

Winters come, winters pass

Twenty wasted years

We're ageing men, our youth is gone

We will shed no tears

Winters come and winters pass

Tenty years have gone

Like a dream we fade away

Into oblivion

We are the warriors of the north

Notorious and brave

We're old but strong as before

And we don't fear the grave

From the south an army rises

They ride under cross of gold

From the shades we're called

In a time of crisis

To defend the king now weak and old

As the flames of warfare rage higher

We feel our destiny's embrace

We are ageing men of an old empire

Now we can see Valhalla's gates

We!

March again

First in line

To reach Valhalla's mighty gates

We!

March again

March to fight

To reach Valhalla's mighty

We!

March again

Give our lives

To reach Valhalla's

Mighty royal gates