Amon Amarth - Live Without Regrets Lyrics
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Live Without Regrets
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What Are The Lyrics For Live Without Regrets By Amon Amarth?
From birth we're taught how to survive
We're taught how war is waged And there are no men now alive Who stops our wild rampage Light at heart we bide our bane whatever death awaits! Norsemen live without regrets We accept our woven fates So fearlessly we charge ahead There is no time to hesitate Don't despair, show no fear Live your life without regrets Don't despair and show no fear In the face of a certain death A coward thinks he'll always live If it keeps himself from strife Old age leaves no rest and peace though spears may spare his life We don't mourn a friend that fell or dread the day we'll fall ourselves Warriors don't go to Hel 'cause we know Ygg will greet us well! Fearlessly we charge ahead There is no time to hesitate Don't despair, show no fear Live your life without regrets Don't despair and show no fear In the face of a certain death So raise your horns to those who died Let's drink to fallen friends tonight Let's celebrate their glory life We'll meet again in Valhall when we die When we die! When we die! |
Who Wrote Live Without Regrets By Amon Amarth?
Ted Oscar Lundstroem, Olavi Mikkonen, Johan Soederberg, Karl Andersson, Hans Hegg
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What's The Duration Of The Live Without Regrets By Amon Amarth?The duration of Live Without Regrets is 5:03 minutes and seconds. |
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