We come from the Land of the Ice and Snow
From the midnight Sun Where The Hot Springs Blow
The Hammer of the Gods Will Drive Our Ships to New Lands
To Fight The Hoard Singing and Crying - Valhalla I'm Coming!
Oh we sweep with thrashing oar
Our only Goal the Western Shore! Oh
AAAHHHH AHHHH
We come from the land of the ice and Snow
From the midnight Sun Where the Hot Springs Blow
The Hammer of the Gods Will Drive out Ships to New Lands
We come from the Land of the Ice and Snow
From the Midnight Sun Where The Hot Springs Blow
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 Thrashing Oar
Our only Goal the Western Shore
Ahhhh, Ahhhhh, ahhhhh, Ooooh oooh oooh
So now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins
For Peace and Trust Can Win The Day - Despite all Your Losing.