Winterstorm Songtext
von Pagan Sword

One for the money
One so you know
Pagan warriors here to make a show
Burning bridges, stealing all your gifts
We will leave your houses burning to a crisp
Standing united, standing as one
Soon you′ll see us cutting flesh and breaking bone

And at the break of morning light
Ten thousand men prepare to fight
Singing songs and tales of glory past
Knowing that this war might be their last


One for the money
One so you know
Pagan warriors here to make a show
Burning bridges, stealing all your gifts
We will leave your houses burning to a crisp
Standing united, standing as one
Soon you'll see us cutting flesh and breaking bone
Know that if you′re about to flee
We will chase you down and bring you to your knees

And at the break of morning light
Ten thousand men prepare to fight
Singing songs and tales of glory past
Knowing that this war might be their last

Yeah

We felt invincible
Thinking that there's nothing that we couldn't do
But then the Wessex army came
Chased us to the shore, our ships they set aflame

And at the break of a new day
Ten thousand men prepare to die
Glory waiting in the golden hall
We charge with backs against the wall
Singing songs and tales of days gone past
Knowing that this war will be our last