A Fury Divine Lyrics
| Song | A Fury Divine |
| Artist | Amon Amarth |
| Album | The Crusher |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hegg, Mikkonen | |
| Death is drawing near | |
| I know it's true but have no fear | |
| I know I cannot escape my fate | |
| Turns it's deadly wheel | |
| Judgment day is closing in but still | |
| I can't feel | |
| Remorse is for the weak | |
| I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all | |
| Lies spread by preaching men | |
| I'm on trial for being who | |
| I amAnd praising the | |
| Gods of my native land | |
| I will stand firm, | |
| I refuse to kneel | |
| The fury in me is divine | |
| My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed | |
| But I'm not afraid to die | |
| I will stand firm, | |
| I refuse to kneel | |
| The fury in me is divine | |
| My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed | |
| But I'm not afraid to die | |
| Death, the day to die is here | |
| The sun rides high on the northern sphere | |
| And the executioner sharpens his axe | |
| Shines in the sun | |
| I smile when they tie me down | |
| And hear the sound of the falling blade | |
| Death, sweet death | |
| Relieve me from this world | |
| Death, sweet death | |
| Relieve me, relieve | |
| So death finally came to him | |
| The pagan man could not be turned | |
| He faced death with a grin | |
| Now his head rests in the dust | |
| The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel | |
| The fury in him was divine | |
| Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed | |
| He's brought to golden hall up high |
| zuo ci : Hegg, Mikkonen | |
| Death is drawing near | |
| I know it' s true but have no fear | |
| I know I cannot escape my fate | |
| Turns it' s deadly wheel | |
| Judgment day is closing in but still | |
| I can' t feel | |
| Remorse is for the weak | |
| I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all | |
| Lies spread by preaching men | |
| I' m on trial for being who | |
| I amAnd praising the | |
| Gods of my native land | |
| I will stand firm, | |
| I refuse to kneel | |
| The fury in me is divine | |
| My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed | |
| But I' m not afraid to die | |
| I will stand firm, | |
| I refuse to kneel | |
| The fury in me is divine | |
| My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed | |
| But I' m not afraid to die | |
| Death, the day to die is here | |
| The sun rides high on the northern sphere | |
| And the executioner sharpens his axe | |
| Shines in the sun | |
| I smile when they tie me down | |
| And hear the sound of the falling blade | |
| Death, sweet death | |
| Relieve me from this world | |
| Death, sweet death | |
| Relieve me, relieve | |
| So death finally came to him | |
| The pagan man could not be turned | |
| He faced death with a grin | |
| Now his head rests in the dust | |
| The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel | |
| The fury in him was divine | |
| Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed | |
| He' s brought to golden hall up high |
| zuò cí : Hegg, Mikkonen | |
| Death is drawing near | |
| I know it' s true but have no fear | |
| I know I cannot escape my fate | |
| Turns it' s deadly wheel | |
| Judgment day is closing in but still | |
| I can' t feel | |
| Remorse is for the weak | |
| I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all | |
| Lies spread by preaching men | |
| I' m on trial for being who | |
| I amAnd praising the | |
| Gods of my native land | |
| I will stand firm, | |
| I refuse to kneel | |
| The fury in me is divine | |
| My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed | |
| But I' m not afraid to die | |
| I will stand firm, | |
| I refuse to kneel | |
| The fury in me is divine | |
| My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed | |
| But I' m not afraid to die | |
| Death, the day to die is here | |
| The sun rides high on the northern sphere | |
| And the executioner sharpens his axe | |
| Shines in the sun | |
| I smile when they tie me down | |
| And hear the sound of the falling blade | |
| Death, sweet death | |
| Relieve me from this world | |
| Death, sweet death | |
| Relieve me, relieve | |
| So death finally came to him | |
| The pagan man could not be turned | |
| He faced death with a grin | |
| Now his head rests in the dust | |
| The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel | |
| The fury in him was divine | |
| Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed | |
| He' s brought to golden hall up high |
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