Songtext von The Father Of Victory

The sword that you grasp will never strike But it will hiss above the target to sink in your bones The lance that you brandish don't find the enemies But it will reduce in splinters as soon as it will be cast: This is the wyrd that the daughters of wotan have chosen This is the fate you will know! With the limbs stopped by the battle Devoid of strength by an hostile And weakened in spite you will you must attend The spirit that will be craftsman of your bad luck. I'm ygg and my face means terror I'm misfortune carrier uncite to the struggle I'm father of the war that puts to fight your armies I'm ygg the father of victory! The sword that you grasp will never strike But it will hiss above the target to sink in your bones The lance that you brandish don't find the enemies But it will reduce in splinters as soon as it will be cast: This is the wyrd that the daughters of wotan have chosen This is, the fate, you will know! I'm ygg and my face means terror I'm misfortune carrier uncite to the struggle I'm father of the war that puts to fight your armies I'm ygg... the father of victory!