Warriors Trial - Amorphis

As the sun falls down

and the swell crashes into the shore

The great warriors of doom and wind

ride high

Silent is the silence,

the only breathing of horses sound,

Cold northern steel, shining blade, pleases us And we all live under the black mark

Oh lord, lead us to the paradise

My lord, is this the promised land

is this your gift

Let us fly into your dreams

Let us taste some blood

Sorrow — the unknown force

Hate — respect your enemy

Bitterness — shall be forever

Silence — nothing left

Let us fly into your dreams

Let us taste some blood