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Yeahrrgh!!! |
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Blood red bows plough the waves |
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The dragon heads grin |
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Twenty ships with Norsemen braves |
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Riding the northern wind |
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They left their shores at early dawn |
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As a red sun was rising in the east |
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An ancient sign of coming storm |
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Thunder of sword and shield |
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Sails appear in the south |
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Now every man prepare |
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The sea will be colored by blood |
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Battle is drawing near |
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A mighty fleet of forty ships |
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Two kings bring lethal steel |
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No words spoken between enemies |
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Just thunder of sword and shield |
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A rain of arrows darkens the sun |
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A cloud of wood and steel |
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Through shields and flesh the arrows run |
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Bringing warriors to their knees |
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A war-cry loud as heimdal's horn |
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Fills the vibrating air |
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This is the place where heroes are born |
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And where death is always near |
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Here it comes, the mighty storm |
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Every man attacks |
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Now is when heroes are born |
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There is no turning back |