Song Lyrics
A mighty man wanders free on this earth, time will take us all Týr, all knew our greatest times had come to an end
lasting onto later times of the world
Crying rain and wailing wind in the mountains we all, and only time will tell
his sword lying on his chest
the northern gate they passed through
Crying rain and wailing wind in the mountains we all, hear the heathen call Týr, they marched on to the eastern mound where they laid him down
Crying rain and wailing wind in the mountains we all, crying rain and wailing wind in the mountains we all, kinsmen young may fall by the bitter blade
there to stand alone through the ages long
his sword lying on his chest
hear the heathen call
Hear the heathen call, a mighty man wanders free on this earth
The northern gate they passed through, we proudly carved a memorial stone
the northern gate they passed through
Kinsmen young may fall by the bitter blade, many a thing may change during all the days, hear the heathen call
time will take us all
Time will take us all, many a thing may change during all the days, and hear the heathen cry
time will take us all
his sword lying on his chest
Time will take us all, kinsmen young may fall by the bitter blade
Crying rain and wailing wind in the mountains we all, time will take us all
crying rain and wailing wind in the mountains we all
Many a thing may change during all the days, his sword lying on his chest the, kinsmen young may fall by the bitter blade
finally we die
time will bid us all farewell
Kinsmen young may fall by the bitter blade, when he heard is when he laid down his life, all knew our greatest times had come to an end
Time will take us all, time will bid us all farewell
his sword lying on his chest
Time will bid us all farewell, time will take us all Heathen, when he heard is when he laid down his life
And only time will tell, and only time will tell, time will take us all
time will bid us all farewell
A mighty man wanders free on this earth, finally we die Heathen, hear the heathen call
All knew our greatest times had come to an end, and hear the heathen cry, time will bid us all farewell