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

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