Bathory - Shores In Flames

Mother winter leaves our land 
 And opens wide the seas 
 The lukewarm breeze does beckon me 
 As it whispers through the trees 

 It says: Set your sails 
 And let me take your ship to foreign shores 
 Take farewell of those near you 
 And your land of the North! 

 The wild cold deep black ocean's waves 
 Invites my hungry heart 
 Cry not my love I'll return 
 Only death can keep us apart 

 Oden in the sky up high 
 Let the Ravens of yours fly 
 To guide us on our sail to foreign shores 
 Let your Ravens fly 

 The wind blows through my hair 
 And fills our sails with hope and pride 
 Caress these lines of Oak, wind 
 Do not throw us all aside 

 The wild cold deep black oceans waves 
 As wide as sky above 
 Carry us, oh, Gods of sea 
 Don't take us down below 

 Now approach the shore at dawn 
 All is still the light of daybreak is yet to be born 
 Clad in morning dew asleep 
 The citys walls rise before us men from the seas 

 Carrying cold steel at our sides 
 No time to lose at sunbirth we attack the city by surprise 
 Down the coastlines with the wind we reign 
 Men of the North we leave the shores in flames 

 Shores In Flames Shores In Flames 
 Shores In Flames Shores In Flames 

 Fire! 

 Tor of thunder way up high 
 Swing your Hammer that cracks the sky 
 Send the wind to fill our sails and take us home 
 Guide your sons, us, home 

 When the wind cries out my name 
 And time has come for me to die 
 Then wrap me in my cape 
 And lay my sword down at my side 

 Then place me on a ship of Oak 
 And let it drift with tide 
 Let the flames purify my soul 
 On its way to hall up high 

 Up high 
 Up high 
 Up high 
 Up high 

 Fire!