Letras
Steadfast we work the oars
With stoic iron will
As we dance upon the storms
Almighty roar
I call
Upon the blessing of the gods
For riches and for fortune
We will risk our very lives
As the stars will show us
To our destined shore
Their task
That we will defy the odds
A pack of rabid wolves
Comes snarling 'cross the waves
We pray to father Odin
For the hunt
Now charge
Our enemies in sight
We hear their wretched wails
As we commence our deadly tide
So run and try to flee
Do try to hide
Their hearts
Are filled with mortal fright
When you see us charge the waves
Prepare your swords and graves
Wolf in spirit, man in shape
These raids no one escapes
Call upon your so called god
To smite us heathens down
As our gods will grin and
Bring the Aesir's wrath
Now cry
We gift our peace through war
The scourge that you fear is real
Your nightmares have arrived
So kneel and pray that we never
Do cross path
You'll fall
As we now will settle the score
When you see us charge the waves
Prepare your swords and graves
Wolf in spirit, man in shape
These raids no one escapes