Letras:
Amon Amarth Versus The World

: Silently we bide our time Soon we'll pay you back For all the wrongs you've done our kind For the stabwounds in our backs You think you're safe. Well

: Down the slopes of death he rides The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky Invasion has begun Fields of flames greets his

: My days are numbered: soon I have to leave The Horns have stretched my living thread The notion of my demise won't leave me be Why cannot death just

: [Bonus track] Zehn schwere Stiefel ?ber Grund blutgetrankt Im Gleichschritt marschieren Diese finf Krieger Es ist Ihnen gleich Wie sehr Ihre Wunden

: The last head falls to the ground No one is left alive They thought that they could take me down But it's not my time to die I wipe the blood from

soon the world will cease to be Across the western sky he runs A wolf so grim and mean Devours the eternal sun And soon the world will cease to be

Midgard's cold and hatred reigns hunger and disease Fenris is set free again, chaos is unleashed The storm of death sweeps the shores Famine sweep the

Down the slopes of death he rides The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky Invasion has begun Fields of flames greets his

rule the world Surtur is risen, Surtur is here Repent yourself, he'll rule the world Rule the world Surtur is risen, Surtur is here Repent yourself, he'll rule the world