A viking and his warriors built a dragonship They're going out to conquer a feeble land Heavily armed with swords, axes and shields The swedes set sail for weaker ground
Chanting hymns of Tyr, of Odin and of Thor A viking shall but win, berserker deep inside
The warriors spotted land, treasure hunt is at hand Nobodys life will remain when they leave this shattered ground Without any fear, they walked in from the shore Mead is in the vikings to bring rageous attack
Take them all, slay them all spare just one One to tell the story about a storming inferno
Men from the north brought despair to the foreign land Treasure they now have to bring back home Villages were harmed and burnt, but vikings got their goods All the gold and treasures found their way to Sweden
One should have seen how they crushed all their foes No damn warning for the pitiful scums They died within minutes when the great warriors came Children were drowned and women were raped
Oh, how the lust of the vikings was great All their enemies met such a dreadful fate
Smoke is rising to the sky, the village lies deserted Footsteps in the ashes, the only memory of the vikings raid The only sound that is heard is from vikings counting gold Not a single child in the village lived to grow oldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
