Asgard - Our Childhood, Our Home Fanmix
I've made another little fanmix for avland.
Torsteins Kvaedi by Tyr
(Translated Lyrics)
I promised my father and my mother
When I lay in the cradle
I should not fear the hot fire
nor the sharp steel
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This is Gallifrey: Our Childhood, Our Home by Murray Gold
(Instrumental)
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Test Drive by John Powell (How to Train Your Dragon OST)
(Instrumental)
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Wizards in Winter by Trans-Siberian Orchestra
(Instrumental)
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Cancelling the Apocalypse by Ramin Djawadi (Pacific Rim OST)
(Instrumental)
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One Tin Soldier by Dennis Lambert & Brian Potter (Covered by Me First and the Gimme Gimmies)
Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbour,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Torsteins Kvaedi by Tyr
(Translated Lyrics)
I promised my father and my mother
When I lay in the cradle
I should not fear the hot fire
nor the sharp steel
***
This is Gallifrey: Our Childhood, Our Home by Murray Gold
(Instrumental)
***
Test Drive by John Powell (How to Train Your Dragon OST)
(Instrumental)
***
Wizards in Winter by Trans-Siberian Orchestra
(Instrumental)
***
Cancelling the Apocalypse by Ramin Djawadi (Pacific Rim OST)
(Instrumental)
***
One Tin Soldier by Dennis Lambert & Brian Potter (Covered by Me First and the Gimme Gimmies)
Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbour,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.