Viking age it has come to be
Seafaring born on the Norwegian sea
We will feast from horns we drink
blót sacrifice for the dead
rest in peace
War defend the sword
Preordained death fearlessness
raid the shore
Midgard our home one of the nine
Conquer lands with honor
till the day we die
Now that you have scorned my honor I have no mercy left
Vengeance is all I seek
This is not what I want but life has forced me to it
you chose to be my enemy
Let the battle begin
From this night to the crimson morning
Storm the shores with a absence of warning
Hunt of the wolf fearsome warrior soul remains
Viking blood will always run through my veins
Odin The Furious One
All Father has existed before time begun
God of death God of war God of sorcery
We raise a drink and praise you through our poetry
Time to sail again
Set the course from North comes the gusting winds
Asgard Valhalla in the skies
Bitfrost we must cross on the day we die
From this night to the crimson morning
Storm the shores with a absence of warning
Hunt of the wolf fearsome warrior soul remains
Viking blood will always run through my veins
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