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A force coming down from the north
feared legions of the horns.
Men will settle scorns of old
fighting through the winter cold.
Drink from skulls of defeated foes
in the land where the cold wind blows,
Here now unfolds the story
ride with Odin into glory
where the cold wind blows.

Long ships sail from east to west
into battle the Norsemen's conquest
wielding the sword, rape and pillage
terrorizing the coastal village.
Brutal attack, killing them all
stand in the blood, where the enemies fall.
Fight until the final breath
unleashing wrath, bringer of death
enemies fall.

(Chorus:)
From the North, comes winters chill
into the battle, where the blood I spill.
Blood on the ice, this is our destiny
sword and shield will deliver us to victory.

Thousand years of viking reign
nothing to lose, but all to gain.
Crushed beneath an iron hand
rise and fight, defend our land.
The battle axe strike down those
who dare stand and oppose.
Onslaught of steel forged in flame
resistance will only end in pain
end in pain!!

Fight with honor a warrior's quest
and so it's on to another conquest.
The gods of war on their side
scars of battle worn with pride.
Tradition of strength and power
the enemies will be devoured.
Not deterred by ice and snow
men will fall and the blood will flow
where the blood will flow.

(chorus)

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