DECEIVER OF THE GODS
AMON AMARTH
They have forced me to conform.
I will tear down
the holy crown in a vengeful thunderstorm
It fills me with despise
Fueling flames of violent rage
I will be their world's demise.
Asgard's always been my home
But I'm of different blood
I will overthrow their throne
Deceiver, deceiver of the gods
All this rage, and all this hate, it burns me deep inside
And still it is, the only thing, keeping me alive.
Dark ambition within my heart and its aching to break free
The one true nature of my soul, the giant lives in me.
Kneel!
You all shall kneel to me!
Or death will set you free!
You all shall kneel to me!
Fall!
You all shall fall to me!
Vengeance will be sweet!
You all shall fall to me!
Asgard's always been my home
But I'm of different blood
I will overthrow their throne
Deceiver of the gods
Asgaards always been my home.
I'm of different blood.
I've come to overthrow their throne
Deciever, deciever of the gods!