We come from the land of the ice and snow Where the midnight sun and the hot springs flow The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands To fight the horde And sing and cry Valhalla I am coming On we sweep with With threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore So soft your fields so green Can whisper Tales of gore Of how we calmed The tides of war We are your over lords so now you better stop And rebuild all your ruin For peace and trust Can Win the day Despite of all your losing [spoiler][/spoiler]