Tyr Ride Northern wind, hail and thunder, blackened sky All my mind like seagulls soaring high All these eastern ways lock our minds in darkened halls Ride to fight it now my chieftain calls There's a fire in his eye As he holds his hungry sword into the sky We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side We fight, we were still standing by the morning light They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide We ride, we ride Lesser men hope for freedom when they die Home is where the heathen banners fly And this eastern king laughs at us in darkened halls Ride to fight him now your chieftain calls There's a fire in his eye As he holds his hungry sword into the sky We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side We fight, we were still standing by the morning light They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide We ride, we ride There's a fire in his eye As he holds his hungry sword into the sky We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side We fight, we were still standing by the morning light They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side We fight, we were still standing by the morning light They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide We ride, we ride Mirror lyrics: We ride, we ride We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We fight, we were still standing by the morning light We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We fight, we were still standing by the morning light We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side As he holds his hungry sword into the sky There's a fire in his eye We ride, we ride We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We fight, we were still standing by the morning light We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side As he holds his hungry sword into the sky There's a fire in his eye Ride to fight him now your chieftain calls And this eastern king laughs at us in darkened halls Home is where the heathen banners fly Lesser men hope for freedom when they die We ride, we ride We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide We fight, we were still standing by the morning light We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side As he holds his hungry sword into the sky There's a fire in his eye Ride to fight it now my chieftain calls All these eastern ways lock our minds in darkened halls All my mind like seagulls soaring high Northern wind, hail and thunder, blackened sky Relevant Tags: RRide ide iRde dide dRide Rdide 4ide 4Ride R4ide gide gRide Rgide tide tRide Rtide 5ide 5Ride R5ide fide fRide Rfide eide eRide Reide Riide Rde Rdie Rjde Rjide Rijde R9de R9ide Ri9de Rlde Rlide Rilde Rode Roide Riode Rkde Rkide Rikde R8de R8ide

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