In the wake of battle, past and plain. Many lands have come and in a storm of blood and rage. Brave warriors clashing with of the blade. In an age where reigns.
Longships now at night, ancient stars be our guide. Our swords are for battle to crush without fear. On rivers cold and deep, through and pale moonlight. Ten ships, another raid.
In the of battle, past mountain and plain. Many have come and gone in a storm of blood and rage. warriors clashing with power of the blade. In an age where reigns.
Our Northern blood prevails the night.
Enemies shall scream in pain and by flash of fire. By spear and axe they'll their fate. age of Yggrasil, such is our strength to win. From glen to glen, great war-cries begin.
As nameless bodies rest without life, by Valfather. For all sentenced and forgotten. Shame and be thy name.
Denied faith. All sacrifices have made. Death has set thy free.
I have an Oath to my Gods for great victory. At we strike and conquer.
In the wake of battle, mountain and plain. Many lands come and gone in a storm of blood and rage. Brave warriors with power of the blade. In an age where reigns.
The axe deep. Torn asunder, a bane. Thy has kept us strong. of Gods and men.
Onward to slaughter, by the water. have been denied. Scorched by fire. End their lives the torches in the night. Northmen foreign isles. Far and wide by the in the sky. Through celestial seascapes, we traveled.