Shape Shifter - Amon Amarth

I was born of giant’s blood

Raised in Asgård, the home of gods

I am the master of disguise

For this trait I’ve gained your prise

Fast in thought, quicker tongue

Brawl with me and you’ll get stung

I am the master of deceit

My words bind or set you free

I am the walker on the wind

The shape shifter

Two-faced words

And a lying grin

The shape shifter

You call me evil;

curse my name

But you only have yourselves to blame

Order need its anarchy

Balance through calamity

We mixed our blood in olden days

Now I wander like a stray

We were brothers, now estranged

I will have my sweet revenge

My words are poison to your ears

I say the words you fear

Still you know it is the truth you hear

Ragnarök is drawing near

There you sit in Aegir’s hall

Waiting for the coming fall

Council of the now condemned

Twilight of both gods and men

Face the facts;

you’re old and weak

Empty words are all you speak

No escape, there’s no return

The universe shall bleed and burn

I am the eagle in the sky

The shape shifter

Vicious wolf

Howling in the night

The shape shifter

I am the walker on the wind

The shape shifter

Two-faced words

And a lying grin

The shape shifter

I am the eagle in the sky

The vicious wolf

Howling in the night

I am the walker on the wind

Lying words,

With an honest grin

The shape shifter