Shape Shifter
Amon Amarth - Deceiver of the Gods
I was born of giant's blood
I am the master of disguise
For this trait I've gained your prize
Brawl with me and you'll get stung
I am the master of deceit
My words bind or set you free
I am the walker on the wind
You call me evil; curse my name
But you only have yourselves to blame
We mixed our blood in olden days
Now I wander like a stray
I will have my sweet revenge
My words are poison to your ears
Still you know it is the truth you hear
There you sit in Aegir's hall
Waiting for the coming fall
Council of the now condemned
Twilight of both gods and men
Face the facts; you're old and weak
Empty words are all you speak
The universe shall bleed and burn
I am the eagle in the sky
I am the walker on the wind
I am the eagle in the sky
I am the walker on the wind