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• Artiste: Týr
• Titre: Empire Of The North
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By the foot the mountain My forebears recount Stood a hovel forlorn down by the bay And at the edge of the sky There's a fire as they fly By the misty and magic break of day Home bound To old ground They return from the east in rain and thunder Unconcerned to the north with trade and plunder And so many fell We built mounds where they dwell For the empire of the north Far back east and down south Whisperings, word of mouth They found riches untold from far and wide And on the isle in the lake They left wealt in their wake And a great sense of welldeserved pride Home bound To old ground They return from the east in rain and thunder Unconcerned to the north with trade and plunder And so many fell We built mounds where they dwell For the empire of the north Home bound To old ground They return from the east in rain and thunder Unconcerned to the north with trade and plunder Without grief or guilt For decendants they built Us and empire of the north They return from the east in rain and thunder Unconcerned to the north with trade and plunder And so many fell We built mounds where they dwell For the empire of the north