The sun isn't born and over the waves A ship approaches plying the sea Fierce-eyed Orm, log of the seas Breaking the fog in its rush Through the sharpest rocks the ship sales bravely A could mist surrounding it as the breath of the dead Led by fury they moves in the night The strength of the High Gods goes with them And fourty warriors in anxious await In thirst of blood to arrive to the shore Fearless of death, battle they'll give Preventing the advance of the foreing enemy Fighting for our gods Fighting for our folk Our ancient ways They won't take from us Fighting for our gods Fighting for our folk Our ancient ways They won't take from us What are we fighting for? What are we killing for? The sun isn't born yet and a voice is heard "Land ho, land ahoy!" someone shouts With weapons and shields they jump in the sea Swimming in silence, moving through the waves A cry of horror! He gave the alarm An enemy priest before he dies The fire burned the place to the ground Their blood flow from our weapons Cowards are those who corrupts the world Killing our minds in the name of their god Violent massacre, bellic inspiration Of Odin the warriors in glory they fight Fighting for our gods Fighting for our folk Our ancient ways They won't take from us Fighting for our gods Fighting for our folk Our ancient ways They won't take from us ...anymore The flames ran, the stench grew Of our enemy's burned flesh And fourty warriors, in thirst of blood Fearless of death great battle they fought The sun rises and over the waves A ship goes back plying the seas The burning shore is now far, out of sight The oathsworn now singing they leave Fighting for our gods Fighting for our folk Our ancient ways They won't take from us Fighting for our gods Fighting for our folk Our ancient ways They won't take from us Anymore! Fighting for our gods Fighting for our folk Our ancient ways They won't take from us No, anymore!