Ah Ah
Ah Ah
We come from the land
Of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun
Where the hot springs FLOW
Hammer of the Gods
Will drive our ships to new land
To fight the horde
Sing and cry
Valhalla I am coming
On we sweep with
Threshing oar
Our only goal will be
The western shore
Ah Ah
Ah Ah
We come from the land
Of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun
Where the hot springs FLOW
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
So now you'd better stop
And rebuild all your ruin
For peace and trust
Can win the day
Despite of all your losin
Ooo oo oo ooo ooo ooo
Oo oo oo oo oo oo
Ooo oo oo ooo
