Með Suð Í Eyrum

With burnt eyelashes
and a buzz in my ears
and silver-colored tears
and soot in my eyes

But with a glowing face
The fire shines on
My palms are burning
I feel exactly the same

With bloody hands
We all fight together
We beat on the drums
Filthy in the front

But with a glowing face
The fire shines on
My palms are burning
I feel exactly the same

My palms are burning
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