We come from the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands
Fight the hordes, singing and crying
Valhalla, I am coming
Onward, green winds, rushing on
Our only goal will be the western shores
We come from the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow
How soft your fields so green
Whisper tales of gore
Of how we calmed the tides of war
We are your overlords
Onward, green winds, rushing on
Our only goal will be the western shores
Onward, green winds, rushing on
Our only goal will be the western shores
So now you better stop
And rebuild all your ruins
For peace and trust can win the day
Despite all your losing
We come from the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow
How soft your fields so green
Whisper tales of gore
Of how we calmed the tides of war
We are your overlords
Take me down to the midnight city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, take me home
Take me down to the midnight city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, take me home
Take me down to the midnight city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, take me home
Take me down to the midnight city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, take me home
Take me down to the midnight city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, take me home
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