The waves crash the shore As the moon starts to rise Our last meal is taken Fires burn on the beach And light our ships in the water Is this our last night alive?
The battle cries of our Warriors echo through the fields The voices of our fallen fill the halls of Valhalla
We sail on the morning tide A last look at our loved ones No words can be spoken A bitter wind it chills us As we lose sight of our homeland Do we ride these seas to our death?
Rise up tide and carry us away For distant lands to their rocky shores Sail away, this ocean becomes our home We will return as conquerors From this sea of conquest
As we reach the island Fear fades away As we enter the battle We pillage the Abby’s For our homes across the sea This day will be oursTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
