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• Artiste: Týr Faroese
• Titre: The Hammer Of Thor
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Mercy, spare me, I was just jesting Didn't mean to cut all her hair off Listen, I will make the sons of Iwald forge her, you won't regret this New hair, see here, dwarves are fine craftsmen Simple, you know, they may let me Stand by, setting their souls on fire My my, watching the world Go through mischief and malice and the woes of war Sill some things are worth fighting for Let death and destruction stand your foes before And Midgard is safer the more Out of the fire of freedom and out of the forge of dwarves To hold in your hand now and for evermore I give you the Hammer of Thor War unlike peace leaves its lore Takes our blood and our gore and never repay us Once thrown there's no way back To the way things were before Warfare somewhere Forge now your finest weapons Worthy of blood of battle Metal, dead for these days of Wartime, war crime Leave all you loved once safely Sheltered from foes of freedom Stardom fortune to the fools who Stand by, setting our souls on fire My my, wathching the world Go through mischief and malice and the woes of war Sill some things are worth fighting for Let death and destruction stand your foes before And Midgard is safer the more Out of the fire of freedom and out of the forge of dwarves To hold in your hand now and for evermore I give you the Hammer of Thor War marches up to your door If you don't stand before the Giants of Chaos Once thrown there's no way back To the way things were before