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Head toward the island |
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On its shores we saw a cross |
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Priests of the new white god |
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Who want to replace our pagan faith |
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Approach to a silent land, |
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On which holy chants resound |
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Give them a dreadful lesson |
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The Raven flies over the Dove |
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May I die in Odin's name, the monks shall be tortured and slain |
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This is now land of the greatest of all |
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May I kill in Odin's name |
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No crosses and churches shall stand against our sky |
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Guide me Odin, |
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Guide me, I'll leave this land burning for you |
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Guide the faithful to the end. |
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Lay me on a board, |
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Bring me to the priest |
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Let me enter the temple |
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Of the White Lord of the Heavens |
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Let me avenge my faters |
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By holding this priest's head |
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Go forth now my warriors |
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And burn this town to the ground. |
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May I die in Odin's name, the monks shall be tortured and slain |
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This is now land of the greatest of all |
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May I kill in Odin's name |
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No crosses and churches shall stand against our sky |
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Guide me Odin, |
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Guide me, I'll leave this land burning for you |
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Guide the faithful to the end. |
