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Mother winter leaves our land

 And opens wide the seas

 The lukewarm breeze does beckon me

 As it whispers through the trees

 It says: Set your sails

 And let me take your ship to foreign shores

 Take farewell of those near you

 And your land of the North!

 The wild cold deep black ocean's waves

 Invites my hungry heart

 Cry not my love I'll return

 Only death can keep us apart

 Oden in the sky up high

 Let the Ravens of yours fly

 To guide us on our sail to foreign shores

 Let your Ravens fly

 The wind blows through my hair

 And fills our sails with hope and pride

 Caress these lines of Oak, wind

 Do not throw us all aside

 The wild cold deep black ocean's waves

 As wide as sky above

 Carry us, oh, Gods of sea

 Don't take us down below

 Now approach the shore at dawn

 All is still the light of daybreak is yet to be born

 Clad in morning dew asleep

 The city's walls rise before us men from the seas

 Carrying cold steel at our sides

 No time to lose at sunbirth we attack the city by surprise

 Down the coastlines with the wind we reign

 Men of the North we leave the shores in flames

 Shores in Flames Shores in Flames

 Shores in Flames Shores in Flames

 Fire!

 Tor of thunder way up high

 Swing your Hammer that cracks the sky

 Send the wind to fill our sails and take us home

 Guide your sons, us, home

 When the wind cries out my name

 And time has come for me to die

 Then wrap me in my cape

 And lay my sword down at my side

 Then place me on a ship of Oak

 And let it drift with tide

 Let the flames purify my soul

 On its way to hall up high

 Up high

 Up high

 Up high

 Up high

 Fire!