The fallen leader of ours
Has been tormented for hours
We're taking the skin from his back
And soon his neck we will crack
We're gonna let him pay
For him you better pray
We're vikings and show no mercy
Because this is our way
WE SKIN THE JARL!
WE SKIN THE JARL!
He was a serpent
So we are skinning him now
Now he is worse than a servant
And like a beaten wolf now he howl
His death is near
But he shows no fear
The Valkyrie won't he see
May this scum in Valhalla never be!
WE SKIN THE JARL!
WE SKIN THE JARL!
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Живот във любовта и любовта в живота - Стихосбирка
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