Video musical

The Oaken Shields
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dolezall
Dolezall
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicolás Arce
Nicolás Arce
Composer
Dolezall
Dolezall
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicolás Arce
Nicolás Arce
Producer
Glenn Thomas
Glenn Thomas
Mastering Engineer

Letra

In the deep of night, without a sight, staring darkness. Sailing across the Senna, our wooden ships arrive Nearby is the king, we prepare to siege the castle. Their never saw it coming, until we take their lives The skies get cloud with arrows passing through our shields of oak Spelling blood in foreign land. This is my home, now I know it's time to die. Lived with pride, in transcendence the gates are open wide. Odin, the almighty welcomes us from his throne We will join to the hordes, we will conquer Ragnarok Suddenly I can feel an arrow passing through my spine. My vision blurs and she appears, pulling me to the sky Now I can feel the peace like never ever had before The golden walls, the oaken shields, the smell of food and wine The fiercest soldiers, my dearest friends While the music plays we met without the sense of time This is my Home, Now I know it's time to die. Lived with pride, in transcendence the gates are open wide. Odin, the almighty welcomes us from his throne We will join to the hordes, we will conquer Ragnarok
Writer(s): Carlos Dolezal, Nicolás Arce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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