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 old