Saxons and Vikings

Marching south, we're Wessex bound

We shall take King Alfred's crown

It doesn't matter if he stands or flees

We will bring him to his knees

We've laid waste to Mercia

We have conquered York

We ravaged all these lands

Without an ounce of remorse

Another day, another fight

We are here to win it all

There is no truce in sight

'Tween Saxons and Vikings

We carry on, we will not cease

Relentless 'til your fall

And there is no hope for peace

'Tween Saxons and Vikings

We Saxons stand in Alfred's name

We'll make you bleed, our land regained

Our battle cry is England free and one

You have taken Saxon blood

You'll pay the price in pain

We raise our flags with pride and steel

This is the end of Danelaw

I'll send you back from whence you came

You'll never conquer Wessex land

Make your threats we're not afraid

You taste our English steel

Another day another fight

We're here to win it all

But there is no truce in sight

'Tween Saxons and Vikings

We carry on, we will not yield

God is on our side

There is no hope for peace

'Tween Saxons and Vikings

(We'll have your heads)

You pagan scum

(You'll soon be dead)

We'll smash thy sculls

(The wolves will tear your flesh)

Your skin will soon be threshed

(You sons of whores)

Satan's spawn

(Come get some more)

You spineless dogs

(The rooks will take your eyes)

We're all about to die

Miscreants

(Veslingur)

You Godless ones

(Nithingur)

We'll drench this field in blood

(We'll send you to your God)

Bitches' brood

(Arka)

We'll run you through