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[Trilogy 1: The Frost Giant´s Daughter: Part 3] My body aches from the chase Nothing about this is sane I can't get over her face I'm like a moth to the flame I've fallen into her trap To face her two brothers wrath Delivered unto their path The red haired giants attack Flight thee well among the gods Death and honor for Valhalla Deadly merchant son of Crom Hear the thunder of Ymir's Call When giants fall I run headlong to the fight Cleaving with all of my might Their axes frosted with ice So nearly taking my life Atali's brother's are bold They seek to harvest my soul Sword singing death to my foe I spread their blood on the snow Letras de cancionesFlight thee well among the gods Death and honor for Valhalla Deadly merchant son of Crom Hear the thunder of Ymir's Call When giants fall I claim the wench as my prize Her skin is cold as the ice I see now fear in her eyes Oh father save me she cries The Borealis ablaze When she called to Ymir's name Enveloped in icy flame She disappears from earth's face Flight thee well among the gods Death and honor for Valhalla Deadly merchant son of Crom Hear the thunder of Ymir's Call When giants fall When giants fall Lightning strikes Thor's hammer Thunder roars through the sky When giants fall Vanaheim's gates open, light the funeral pyre When giants fall Demigods hear me well comes a son of the night When giants fall I would face any hell just to gaze in her eyes When giants fall From Letras Mania