Tonight you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins

For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing

Ah ah

We come from the land of the ice and snow

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands

To fight the horde singing and crying: Valhalla I am coming

On we sweep with threshing oar

My only goal will be the western shore

We come from the land of the ice and snow

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow

How soft your fields so green can whisper tales of gore

Of how we calmed the tides of war We are your overlords

On we sweep with threshing oar

Our only goal will be the western shore

Oh ah ah

We come from the land of the ice and snow

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands

To fight the horde singing and crying: Valhalla I am coming

On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore

Tonight you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins

For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing