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Brennivin

Týr

Band/Artist: Týr

Album: Land


[Chorus]:
Aevi mín er eintómt hlaup
Efter brennivíni
Geturðu sett á glasið í Staup
Gömlu Fyllisvíni

Where I'm walking alone, thirst is my worst enemy
My measure of mead, treasure in need
Up to the Brim, one down on the heart can feel like the rain
Crying on dry desert sands my story is sad, nothing to add
Days have been dim, drink while you are able!

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I have squandered my days cold is the gold in my grip
Dark mould on my mouth all I've found deep in a Jar
Too many a drunken poet has praised ale in a failed fairytale
My measure of mead, treasure in need
Up to the Brim, drink while you are able!

[Chorus]


5. Ocean

Leave now never return, or stay and face the dark.
Day of grief, disbelief, weak and weary faces
Falling and they're gone, but still remain, and tales are fading faster.
Glory days are few, and far between in living memory

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Days have gone down in the west,
And the cold wind, and rain fill my chest
And I rest

They across the ocean, and it fills me whit emotion
To imagine such devotion take their place
Sail the Ocean for the ways of the world
Do not change by your choice to belive in a lie!
You should sail and see for yourself!

I've set sail for the horizont pale and golden red rising sun
I'm gone, all that is returning
Tales and half forgotten lore for time future in to past
The pale and distance promise of tommorow's wanderers wonder where my

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I wonder how we got there, and it all seems like a nightmare
I've returned from out of nowhere to my Land
And I wonder understand, I demand
That the moment you choose to believe, you deceive,
And you 're building your castles on sand.

Where we wander is the question
Told our tale and remains, mould and snow
There are no Gods to give us answers
Always keep in mind we're only children of the stars
And still we chase the rainbow
Running helter skelter out of mind until our

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Was need or greed the reason was in Tantamount to treason
was no worthy game in season, in their days
What was needed and the ways of the World
Do not change by your choice to believe in a lie!
You should sail out and see where you stand! I demand,
For the moment you choose to believe, you deceive
And you're building your castles on sand.