Amon Amarth - Under Siege Outside these walls An army awaits But in these halls We feel safe Countless attacks We have repelled They won’t turn back They cannot be quelled Supplies are running low Starvation now awaits Reinforcements will not show The day is much too late Broken and weak Never give in Prospects are bleak We can’t win There is no hope No time for lament End of the rope Our lives are spent We have held out for months Hoping for relief Our fortress now our tomb Ad salvation now our grief We have held out for moths Waiting for relief Our fortunes now our own This is destiny Supplies are running low Starvation now awaits Reinforcement never showed As the daylight starts to fade There’s nothing left to lose We have run out of time There’s nothing left to chose Expect how we shall die Open the gates! Now we attack! Ride into fade! http://rockerek.hu/