| | Down The Slopes Of Death Lyrics Artist(Band):Amon Amarth
The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky Invasion has begun Fields of flames greets his eye He smells the fear and pain Of dying men in agony It can drive a man insane All enemies flee his spear No bow nor axe do harm Allfather rides out on fields of fear When Heimdal sounds the alarm But on the field waits his fate Foretold in ancient times A beast with sharp yellow teeth And hateful burning eyes Today he'll draw his final breath The wisest God of all His son will avenge his death Iormundr's brother will fall He knows now what is to come No use to try and run What is to be, let it be done! What is to be, let it be done! Today he'll draw his final breath The wisest God of all His son will avenge his death Iormundr's brother will fall Down the slopes of death he rides The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky Invasion has begun Down the slopes of death he rides The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky No more is the sun If you find some error in Down The Slopes Of Death Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to reign-@aon.at for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Down The Slopes Of Death The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Amon Amarth" Music | | ||||||||||||
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