Awaken by the roar of thunder, resonating voice of one eyed Odinn as he rides Sleipnir across the sky. Time for battle has arrived, our longships wait along the stony shore. In mists, in dew, in coldness of Norse wintertime.
High seas hold our wooden dragons, take us to mysterious lands across the sea. This day the fog is thick, fellow Vikingr we see around, prepared are all to fight and conquer. Mjollnir amulets on our neck. Sacrificial gifts to the gods of North we worship, strength to aspire!
Rowing from the Norselands, longswords, axes at our belts, horned helmets on our heads. The horns of the mighty black goat! Sun rises from East horizons, blurred by darkness of clouded skies. The seas, the sky, this land our Earth,
we worship with our lives!