Текст песни March of the Giants (Vanir) с переводом

Forward!

Forward!

Forward!

The sons of Thor ride to war.

Thunder roar

Hooves they pound

Begin the charge

The sons of Thor

Ride to war

Vicious and vile

Flee to your church

You cowards of faith

We light your homes and fields

A pyre will blaze

With burning flesh

We are the lords of death

Forward!

Forward!

Forward!

The sons of Thor ride to war.

Giants march

Across the field

The ground shakes

Tremble with fear

Weak are the lambs

That fall by our hands

No warriors nor men

All that awaits are slavery

A life by the whip

Vikings from north

Lands on their shore

With a thirst for blood

A battle-horn sounds

Begin the charge

Ready your selves for the fight

Forward!

Forward!

Forward!

The sons of Thor ride to war.

Stone cracks

As horses ride

Our destiny

As iron collides

By our axe and sword

We defend our land

From the armies of

Weaker men

Odin hear our roar

Lead us into victory

Let our sword strike true

Let us crush our enemies

Forward!

Forward!

Forward!

The sons of Thor ride to war.

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