Striking down, in the dead of the night

Armed with swords

To show our bloody might

Like a fierce full storm, coming in from the north,

Don't stand against us, we always come forth



Let the horns blow bid farewell to your love

We call upon thor from his mountain above

Ride when the mist clears at breaking of dawn

Ride to invade, to engage

To strike like thunder, thunder.... Thunder



With ships blessed and pressuring oars

We travel afar, to the foreign shores

Hide your woman I say, for cruel are our ways

Hide yourself if you can, this is the end of your days



Those of the brave, that die by the sword

Side by side, they stand proud

To open the gate of valhalla