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Three sons have I, and they ride by my side
The fierce, the black and the wicked are their names
We ride down my enemies on their half-hearted flight
No voice of mercy - no evangels of light
Mighty messengers - heathens rage
Witness our coming - gods of the dead
I ride through the air
I laugh as I die - with powers of evil
Dark knowledge is mine
The ride of the wicked
The first sin was trust
Kill without warning
For blood now I lust

CHORUS
Strong winds - magic mist
To Asgard the Valkries fly
High overhead - they carry the dead
Where the blood of my enemies lies

Three sons have I, and they ride by my side

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