Ride hard for your land
Ride as hard as you can
Never surrender and die
Cause the soul you possess is the soul of your life
Do not ever give in to the enemies lie
Search and hunt every stone we will turn
To find our foes and fight
Tear down and kill and their fortress will burn
They all will see the light
Dragonheads come sailing
Towards the bright white shores
In them holds the warlords
Angry as wild bores
Draw their swords for battle
To fight until the end
They will not give in not ever
They will strike until the end
Raise your sword let the hammer fall
Fight for your right to live
In these pagan times we must fight to survive
We have not our life to give
Raise your sword let the hammer fall
Fight for your right to live
Take the swords you wield
And swing them in the air
Crush the unworthy shields
Now we cannot be fair
This is no time to yield
Never quit or give up
Defend your lands with all your strength
Strike hard and do not despair
Drink up drink out your sweet mead fill up again you horn
We will feast and we will drink till morning
Until another day is born
A sweet cold breeze
From the stormy northern seas
Waves come rolling against razor sharp rocks
Forests of the old mighty and green at the root of the great mountains
Have so many secrets to tell stories from the past
Endless fields are stretching through marshes and mist and fog
Cold snow is poring down painting our lands white
Hail the old mighty norway the homeland of the norse
Hail the old mighty norway we were placed here with a cause