Move
To set the final sail
We go in to this alone
A mist morning will prevail
We come to take your land
Sword swinging, blood bringing
All winning
Out os Scandinavia
We do this alone
And in the early morning light
Vikings come to your town
Sword swinging, blood bringing
All winning
Gut ripping, blood dripping horde
Alone
Too slow to follow us
That would be as a slave
We awake your disgust
So what ? We do this alone
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