Sailing home on the frozen seas
Our faces numb from the winter breeze
The ship now heavy with silver and gold
Our tale of victory will soon be told
Back home with our family and friends
Though it seemed we'd never see them again
The battle was fierce, but triumph was ours
Asgardian gods look down from the stars
Around the fire, mead in hand
Amongst our families in the northlands
Songs are sung, stories are told
Of the greatest victory we've ever known
Fight! For victory!
Fight! For fame!
Fight! For honor!
In Odin's name!
Raise your weapons!
Raise your mead!
In the name of Odin
Our brothers bleed!
Now again we leave the northland
Newly sharpened blades in hand
Our ship is ready and our sails are set
Unknown lands shall soon be met
Family and friends, with tears in their eyes
As this could be our final goodbye
Songs to sing, stories to tell
Of our next triumph, we shall yell
Fight! For victory!
Fight! For fame!
Fight! For honor!
In Odin's name!
Raise your weapons!
Raise your mead!
In the name of Odin
Our brothers bleed!
In the distance, the northland shrinks
My brethren and I, we raise our drinks
For our families and friends we've left behind
And for the grand treasures we shall find!