I watch the sky turning black

And know the time is fast approaching

My clan they all look to me

I turn away, I face the ocean

In the dark I see a fleet of long-ships on the horizon

Again the Vikings come, to this land they are a poison



Archers ready your bows, swordsmen ready your blades

Gods be with us this night, as we stop this barbarian raids

Their boats now pulled to shore

Scrawny men pour forth from the hull

Their faces look ailing and drawn

But their minds are bent on the cull



On they come, these viking raiders, pale and grey

With withered bodies and swords to slay

Charging forth, from filthy ships, towards our line

But we are butchers and they are our swine



By ready men, they fast approach, the time is here

Stand firm at your line and show to fear

From the north, this army comes, to raid our lands

But instead tonight they will die by Gaelic hands



I give the call to attack, and we charge towards the Vikings

Arrows scream over head, and begin this night of killing

I watch as the armies collide, flesh and bone gets torn asunder

So many of my warriors die, as they stop viking plunder



In the distance I see, their leader so wretched and vile

Leading his men with pride, I see his weakness and I smile

Caught up in his stupor of greed, I slice his head from his neck

His cowardly men run away, victory is ours this day