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CITADEL LYRICS
"Glyndon In Flames" (2005 Demo)
1. Northern Vengeance
2. Death of a Hero
3. The Arctic Trolls of Svalbard
1. Northern Vengeance
Upon the vengeance I give to our enemies in the south, I look forward to the great hall where the brave may live forever. Axe in my hand, armor on my body to attack our enemies I go to. In the ship we sail towards the Englands we wait for battle.
On the arrival, I see their warriors ready for battle. My body flows with adrenaline. They fire arrows and hit my comrads, the great hall awaits for them. When we land on shore I run Killing everyone who is my enemy.
-Kill the children, rape the women in the name of vengeance, have no sympathy, no sympathy for any of our enemies
On the lasting hours of killing our enemies my berserk state wears off. I notice a bleeding cut on my arm, I rip my sleave off to tie on the wound. I join in Skald and drink are from our enemies skull and toast to my brothers who now sit by the throne of odin
On the throne of Odin
VENGEANCE IS OURS
2. Death of a Hero
The night was grim, the sky was black. The tears of odin's fallen poured from the sky. In the nightsky they seemed to come from. Axes and swords they drove into their enemies bodies.
The southern bastards wanted revenge. To the northern lands they rode. One man didn't flee. He chose to fight. In a trance of rage and adrenaline he fought in the name of odin's berserkers.
He slaughtered as many as he could. Death soon caught up with him. Right in the chest a sword was driven in him. As he fell down the village started to burn. Tears will wash the blood from his sword. To Asgard he will go and to the hall of Valhalla he'll forever be.
3. The Arctic Trolls of Svalbard
In the land of Svalbard, the nordic wasteland. Undiscovered by man they live on they live on the nordic ethreal plane where no mortal soul has gone. They live on the Nordic ethreal plane where no mortal soul has gone before. They return to earth as they please to Svalbard, north of the kingdom of Norway
As they dance they become one with the Northern Lands. In the forest they can be heard drinking their ale and talking in their troll tounge. As the wind blows their voices can be heard. As battles are fought you can hear them laugh.
On wyverns they ride through the dark night. To Svalbard from the ethreal plane and back again they ride. Some say you can see them on a dark night. I salute the creatures of the north as I hold my axe up. For to see them on a night before battle means certain victory to see the trolls, the arctic trolls of Svalbard
THE ARCTIC TROLLS OF SVALBARD
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