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One Against All

Amon Amarth

Jomsviking

2016

at them with force

All men to the oars
Row for all your worth
Most likely this will be your last day
On this wretched earth

The weak they try

The Black River

The Sword

Gods of the Earth

2008

Great peril awaits us beyond the Black River
Summoned by the beating of drums
Our number is few and our errand is dire
We do what must be done

you are now
Are you sound
Well then gently bring them
Lightly when you put me down
I found out where things are now
Nose is soft but runway's sound

what you are now
Are you sound
Well then gently bring them

Lightly when you put me down
I found out where things are now
Nose is soft but runway's sound

Then she robbed him of silver she robbed him of gold
She robbed him of costly ware-o
Then took his broadsword instead of an oar
And paddled away

Old bitch I don't even miss her
I just hit her once I don't kiss her then I turn cold like the winter
Running these beats like I'm a sprinter ah
Sonning

if I said it out loud it would echo back
Everything I do you overreact
When it's spinning of course, no oars, we'd be over the edge if the earth was

another stranger
Cause you're the song I'm singing
Cruising 'till we reach the shore
Find a boat then grab an oar
Sailing out to Bora Bora
Not a care in

to take his long boat
And sail across the Irish Sea
To drop his sails, lower his oars
Then row up the River Mersey

Erling Braut Haaland
Erling Braut

it's all up to you
And if it's not
Hand me the oars
Every time it rains
It pours
I
Can hardly sleep
I
Can't keep the peace
I
Already see
You're too numb

Looking up while settling down 
Hardly it starts - then break down 
You raised it once - tear off now 
To throw it again to your feet

Deep is not so dead

of my rapport
Mind of a moor, like I'm mining oar
Drop jewels then soar as Fly as a condor
Fresh to death like I'm stepping out the morgue
Pop a bottle

and she then a nigga can't succeed
Or without them or they then a nigga gonna be shit
Far from original and only is a remix
The ones that wanted

don't work
then imma get it all off a bitch
Poppin tags sellin all these bells
Im scammin til im rich
If you aint got the same mindset
Tell em get out my

I had a dream I was left upstream
With a hacksaw chore and a paper oar
When I awoke
I was a common folk
With eleven teeth and my holly wreath

Holly

the rising tide never lifts the quietest boats, so we locked in our oars and we jumped past the moat
Then we woke up on a strange shore, and we had been made

know, then you're a hoe.

Man, look at this shit. Check this out. It's blue in this bitch.
Let me introduce myself, I'm LDP
I'm playing the game, flip,

bout a million times quicker than yours
I should have listened when my brain told me don't give him the oar
Yeah
He took it like it was my heart and then

found you washed up on the shore with your small boat that had no oars
I know you said the air is clean but all I breathe is everything
The water rises

Well I tried to cross that river, but the water just went up
It's gettin' harder for a man these days to keep himself afloat
When I was young down by

you need to start again 

You gotta make wings out of your oars
And push your ship to unknown shores
We were born to pursue virtue and knowledge

But we

without warning lasted an hour til the cloud line broke
We're setting sail at daybreak we'll get by without words just oars
The fire started roaring and for

stop 
A pile of bodies I stand on 
Our swords will be warmed by the blood of the foe
Our armor will wear the fear they show

And so we ride
We sail

as these cinders fall into the abyss

When the sun goes down
On the Westman shores
All these boats will burn
With these wicken oars

When the sun goes down