Blood Eagle
Amon Amarth - Deceiver of the Gods
Plead for your worthless life
All remorse I had has died
And all I have is hate inside
You killed them all ferociously
Now this is what I give to thee
Carved upon your naked back
Skinned alive your ribs are cracked
Still alive you gasp for air
As panic strikes your eyes they stare
Terror grips your dying heart
Hands and feet tightly bound
In my eyes no mercy found
My sharp knife starts to carve around
Penetrate your naked skin
With a pleased and twisted grin
I spread your lungs like eagle's wings
The burning grief is tormenting me
The hate I feel is destroying me
Only vengeance will give me peace
Only vengeance will set my spirit free
Carved upon your naked back
Skinned alive your ribs will crack
Still alive you gasp for air
As panic strikes your eyes will stare
Slow death grips your tortured heart