Testo Avenger Amon Amarth
Helplessly I watched my life go up in flames
I pull the sword from the glowing fire
And hammer-beat in on the anvil
Forging it with rage and hate
I will seal my enemyâs fate
I ingrave the blade with magic runes
And summon gods by sacrifice in blood
Pure blue hate shines within this sword
His magic sword will cut only once
No sword has ever been like this one
The avenger is itâs name
Now my sworn enemy
Vengeance will belong to me
A year has gone by
Now my sworn enemy
Itâs your turn to die
Itâs your turn to die!
The sword cuts through his throat
His head tumbles to the ground
The headless body lays gently down
Down to sleep in a pool of blood
The avenger has lost itâs shine
The magic is now drained
Dull and useless it rests in my hand
Its purpose is soon fulfilled
Now hate is gone but emptiness remains
So I turn the blade around
And run it through my stomach veins
And I fall to the ground