Fight my brothers! Take up your arms!
Now is the time to fight for your kin
we shall drive the enemy out
to make our ancestors proud
Take your axes! Take your swords
Follow me to our ships!
So they may carry us to war
over seas and across the ice
no sorrow no demise
out of nowhere we will rise
next morning we set sail
and at night arrived at their camp
we drew our boats ashore
and prepared for bitter war
charge my brothers! Burn their tents!
May Odin guide us through this day
the battle we began
will end in bitter fate!
Take your axes! Take your swords
Follow me to our ships!
So they may carry us to war
over seas and across the ice
no sorrow no demise
out of nowhere we will rise
when we arrived
the enemy was ready for our assault
their arches killed many
and we stood no chance
the blood was flowing on our side
it was a true genocide
how could we know
that they would strike
with this tremendous force!
