Runes to My Memory
Amon Amarth Lyrics


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We hold the rivers of the Eastern trail
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars

No shelter in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Ours ships 'til the bitter end

We came under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I fought on

When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory

Now here I lie on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone

I tilt my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by
Like blood runs from my wound

Here I lie on wet sand
I will not make it home
I clench my sword in my hand
Say farewell to those I love

When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Place my weapons by my side
For the journey to Hall up high

When I am dead
Lay me in a mound




Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Amon Amarth's song "Runes to My Memory" describe the life of a Viking warrior on a journey down the Eastern trail. The crew is moving through the land of the Rus, with the wind in their sails and the rhythm of the oars. But this is a dangerous journey, and they have to be constantly on guard, ready to fight and defend their ships until the end. The scene then changes to the time when the crew comes under attack, and the singer of the song receives a fatal wound. Despite being injured, he continues to fight, showcasing the warrior spirit of the Vikings.


As he lays dying on the river bank, he thinks of his loved ones back home, and he watches the river rushing by, akin to the blood that runs from his wound. He takes solace in the hope that he will be remembered through the runes that will be carved in his memory. He ultimately succumbs to his injury, but he is content knowing that he will be buried in a mound with his weapons by his side as he travels to the hall up high.


The song "Runes to My Memory" is a beautiful tribute to the Viking warriors and their way of life. It celebrates their bravery, determination, and their willingness to die honorably in battle. It also reflects on the importance of being remembered, leaving a legacy behind, and the significance of the afterlife for the Vikings.


Line by Line Meaning

We hold the rivers of the Eastern trail
We control the rivers of the Eastern trail


Deep in the land of the Rus'
In the land of Rus', we have great power over the rivers


Following the wind in our sails
We travel by the wind guiding our sails


And the rhythm of the oars
We row in unison with great force


No shelter in this hostile land
This land is dangerous and we must always be on guard


Constantly on guard
We remain alert to protect ourselves


Ready to fight and defend
We are prepared to fight fiercely to protect our ships


Ours ships 'til the bitter end
We will fight to the death to protect our ships


We came under attack
We were violently assaulted


I received a deadly wound
I was injured gravely


A spear was forced into my back
A spear was thrust into my back with force


Still I fought on
Despite my injury I continued to fight


When I am dead
After I have passed away


Lay me in a mound
Bury me in a burial mound


Raise a stone for all to see
Place a monument for everyone to remember me


Runes carved to my memory
Inscribe my memory in runic symbols


Now here I lie on the river bank
I am currently lying on the river bank


A long, long way from home
I am far from my homeland


Life is pouring out of me
I am dying and losing my life force


Soon I will be gone
I will die soon


I tilt my head to the side
I turn my head to one side


And think of those back home
I reminisce about my loved ones at home


I see the river rushing by
I see the river flowing swiftly


Like blood runs from my wound
The river looks like my wound bleeding out


Here I lie on wet sand
I am currently lying on wet sand


I will not make it home
I know that I will not survive to make it back home


I clench my sword in my hand
I hold my sword firmly in my hand


Say farewell to those I love
I bid farewell to those I love


Place my weapons by my side
Put my weapons next to me in the burial mound


For the journey to Hall up high
For my afterlife journey to Valhalla




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: FREDRICK ANDERSSON, JOHAN HEGG, TED LUNDSTROM, OLAVI MIKKONEN, JOHAN SODERBERG

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@nahshonmarkil4893

We rode the rivers of the Eastern trail,
Deep in the land of the Rus'.
Following the wind in our sails,
And the rhythm of the oars.
No shelter in this hostile land,
Constantly on guard.
Ready to fight and defend
Our ship 'til the bitter end.

We came under attack,
I received a deadly wound.
A spear was forced into my back
Still I fought on.

When I am dead,
Lay me in a mound.
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory

Now here I lay on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone.

I tilt my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by
Like blood runs from my wound.

Here I lie on wet sand,
I will not make it home.
I clinch my sword in my hand,
Say farewell to those I love.

When I am dead,
Lay me in a mound.
Place my weapons by my side
For the journey to Hall up high
When I am dead,
Lay me in a mound.
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory



@ashleymcmahon3474

We rode the rivers of the Eastern trail
Deep in the land of the Rus
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Our ship 'til the bitter end

We came under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I fought on

When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory

Now here I lie on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone
I tilt my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by
Like blood runs from my wound

Here I lie on wet sand
I…

Hit home sadly



All comments from YouTube:

@hanselmanryanjames

Amon Amarth, still the kings of synchronized hair swinging.

@ivanvujacic3495

hahahaha 🤣😂

@m2pmd70

Why is it not an Olympic sport yet!? ;)

@ANTILAISA

10/10

@heathsandford5835

Johan throws in a synchronised beard swing too

@nigelplumley8188

My band used to do this, but they're definitely the kings lol

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@matthewmccarthy5465

50+ year old metalhead here. I rate the "With Odin on Our Side" album as a masterpiece of the Heavy Metal music genre.

@OjisMagee

This song and music video changed my taste in music forever. It was my very first appreciation for death metal. For that, I am forever grateful.

@blackdevilgamerCA

Best death metal

@tekkenjam

for me it was their blood shed video.

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