| Song | The Edge |
| Artist | Týr |
| Album | Eric the Red |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Nightfall in my hall, all | |
| I can do is recall as | |
| I sit alone in the | |
| Darkness, | |
| I confess, my part was not any less than whose | |
| I was forced to impress | |
| It was a year ago, | |
| I left my heart behind to return, with a longing did | |
| I burn, I meant to return | |
| And now a year has gone and everything has changed for the worse and it's on me like a curse, things changed for the worse | |
| Sentenced to the death by the | |
| Thing, four conspirators 'gainst our king | |
| Led by Son of the | |
| Wolf they're just four blood brothers going over the edge | |
| Eggin tykist mær bert ein gátt, sorgin skipar lagnutáttin | |
| Sjálvur yrkti eg niðurlag, frítt er | |
| Eystfellið frá at fara | |
| Brátt er vísan øll og tøgn, hoyrdist tá ið kalda lagnan | |
| Leiddi teir í | |
| Runsival, meg bert niðan á hægsta valaknúk | |
| I see no other way than on, what will they say when | |
| I am gone | |
| I want my memory to be mild, | |
| I want it to glow | |
| Upon my pages blood is stained, this way some honour will remain | |
| But I did cause the death of a child both you and | |
| I know And when they came to bleed me dry, | |
| I only wonder why did | |
| I On that | |
| Easter morn' for the love of my life not vie | |
| Let them kill me just the same, | |
| I should have lied and played their game | |
| It is a lesser sin than what | |
| I have done since that day | |
| It won't go away, nothing | |
| I can say save lay down and pray | |
| What came from within, what came from without, | |
| I can't be about, myself do | |
| I doubt ever since that day | |
| Sentenced to the death by the | |
| Thing, four conspirators 'gainst our king | |
| Led by Son of the | |
| Wolf they're just four blood brothers going over the edge | |
| Eggin tykist mær bert ein gátt, sorgin skipar lagnutáttin | |
| Sjálvur yrkti eg niðurlag, frítt er | |
| Eystfellið frá at fara | |
| Brátt er vísan øll og tøgn, hoyrdist tá ið kalda lagnan | |
| Leiddi teir í | |
| Runsival, meg bert niðan á hægsta valaknúk | |
| New day, we all pay for our mistakes on our way; lead me up the hillside at | |
| Daybreak, my mistake, don't shed a tear at my wake, just believe it's for my own sake | |
| No turning back now | |
| No tears at my wake, | |
| I'll pay for my vow | |
| Just march up the hill till we reach the end | |
| Transmigration calls, | |
| I long to ascend | |
| It's for my own sake |
| Nightfall in my hall, all | |
| I can do is recall as | |
| I sit alone in the | |
| Darkness, | |
| I confess, my part was not any less than whose | |
| I was forced to impress | |
| It was a year ago, | |
| I left my heart behind to return, with a longing did | |
| I burn, I meant to return | |
| And now a year has gone and everything has changed for the worse and it' s on me like a curse, things changed for the worse | |
| Sentenced to the death by the | |
| Thing, four conspirators ' gainst our king | |
| Led by Son of the | |
| Wolf they' re just four blood brothers going over the edge | |
| Eggin tykist m r bert ein ga tt, sorgin skipar lagnuta ttin | |
| Sja lvur yrkti eg ni urlag, fri tt er | |
| Eystfelli fra at fara | |
| Bra tt er vi san ll og t gn, hoyrdist ta i kalda lagnan | |
| Leiddi teir i | |
| Runsival, meg bert ni an a h gsta valaknu k | |
| I see no other way than on, what will they say when | |
| I am gone | |
| I want my memory to be mild, | |
| I want it to glow | |
| Upon my pages blood is stained, this way some honour will remain | |
| But I did cause the death of a child both you and | |
| I know And when they came to bleed me dry, | |
| I only wonder why did | |
| I On that | |
| Easter morn' for the love of my life not vie | |
| Let them kill me just the same, | |
| I should have lied and played their game | |
| It is a lesser sin than what | |
| I have done since that day | |
| It won' t go away, nothing | |
| I can say save lay down and pray | |
| What came from within, what came from without, | |
| I can' t be about, myself do | |
| I doubt ever since that day | |
| Sentenced to the death by the | |
| Thing, four conspirators ' gainst our king | |
| Led by Son of the | |
| Wolf they' re just four blood brothers going over the edge | |
| Eggin tykist m r bert ein ga tt, sorgin skipar lagnuta ttin | |
| Sja lvur yrkti eg ni urlag, fri tt er | |
| Eystfelli fra at fara | |
| Bra tt er vi san ll og t gn, hoyrdist ta i kalda lagnan | |
| Leiddi teir i | |
| Runsival, meg bert ni an a h gsta valaknu k | |
| New day, we all pay for our mistakes on our way lead me up the hillside at | |
| Daybreak, my mistake, don' t shed a tear at my wake, just believe it' s for my own sake | |
| No turning back now | |
| No tears at my wake, | |
| I' ll pay for my vow | |
| Just march up the hill till we reach the end | |
| Transmigration calls, | |
| I long to ascend | |
| It' s for my own sake |
| Nightfall in my hall, all | |
| I can do is recall as | |
| I sit alone in the | |
| Darkness, | |
| I confess, my part was not any less than whose | |
| I was forced to impress | |
| It was a year ago, | |
| I left my heart behind to return, with a longing did | |
| I burn, I meant to return | |
| And now a year has gone and everything has changed for the worse and it' s on me like a curse, things changed for the worse | |
| Sentenced to the death by the | |
| Thing, four conspirators ' gainst our king | |
| Led by Son of the | |
| Wolf they' re just four blood brothers going over the edge | |
| Eggin tykist m r bert ein gá tt, sorgin skipar lagnutá ttin | |
| Sjá lvur yrkti eg ni urlag, frí tt er | |
| Eystfelli frá at fara | |
| Brá tt er ví san ll og t gn, hoyrdist tá i kalda lagnan | |
| Leiddi teir í | |
| Runsival, meg bert ni an á h gsta valaknú k | |
| I see no other way than on, what will they say when | |
| I am gone | |
| I want my memory to be mild, | |
| I want it to glow | |
| Upon my pages blood is stained, this way some honour will remain | |
| But I did cause the death of a child both you and | |
| I know And when they came to bleed me dry, | |
| I only wonder why did | |
| I On that | |
| Easter morn' for the love of my life not vie | |
| Let them kill me just the same, | |
| I should have lied and played their game | |
| It is a lesser sin than what | |
| I have done since that day | |
| It won' t go away, nothing | |
| I can say save lay down and pray | |
| What came from within, what came from without, | |
| I can' t be about, myself do | |
| I doubt ever since that day | |
| Sentenced to the death by the | |
| Thing, four conspirators ' gainst our king | |
| Led by Son of the | |
| Wolf they' re just four blood brothers going over the edge | |
| Eggin tykist m r bert ein gá tt, sorgin skipar lagnutá ttin | |
| Sjá lvur yrkti eg ni urlag, frí tt er | |
| Eystfelli frá at fara | |
| Brá tt er ví san ll og t gn, hoyrdist tá i kalda lagnan | |
| Leiddi teir í | |
| Runsival, meg bert ni an á h gsta valaknú k | |
| New day, we all pay for our mistakes on our way lead me up the hillside at | |
| Daybreak, my mistake, don' t shed a tear at my wake, just believe it' s for my own sake | |
| No turning back now | |
| No tears at my wake, | |
| I' ll pay for my vow | |
| Just march up the hill till we reach the end | |
| Transmigration calls, | |
| I long to ascend | |
| It' s for my own sake |