(Intro – Chant)
Hear the wind from the frozen shore,
Hear the drums of the ancient war.
Fire burns in every heart,
Now the longship’s journey starts.
Through the mist the ravens cry,
Black wings cutting through the sky.
Odin watches from above,
Guiding us with iron love.
(Verse 1)
Cold waves crash against the bow,
Northern storm begins to grow.
Brothers rowing side by side,
Fear and thunder in the tide.
Axes sharp and shields held high,
War songs rising to the sky.
From the fjords our people came,
Carrying the ancient flame.
(Chorus – Viking Chant)
Hey! Hey! Sons of the North!
Raise the sail and carry forth!
Hey! Hey! Wolves of the sea!
Fight for endless victory!
Hey! Hey! Let the war horns cry!
Let our banners fill the sky!
When we fall and when we roam,
Valhalla will bring us home.
(Verse 2)
Lightning splits the midnight air,
Storm gods roar their ancient prayer.
Wood and iron cut the foam,
Every warrior far from home.
Drakkar flying through the gale,
Dragon head before the sail.
Rivers, oceans, burning lands,
All will know our fearless bands.
We have sailed through endless night,
Guided by the northern light.
Stars above the blackened sea,
Show the path to destiny.
(Chorus)
Hey! Hey! Sons of the North!
Raise the sail and carry forth!
Hey! Hey! Wolves of the sea!
Fight for endless victory!
Hey! Hey! Let the war horns cry!
Let our banners fill the sky!
Through the storm and through the flame,
Glory waits for those who came.
(Bridge – Ritual Chant)
Drums are beating slow and deep,
Ancient oaths we always keep.
Blood and thunder, steel and flame,
Every battle feeds our fame.
Hear the skalds begin the song,
Telling tales of brave and strong.
Names of warriors carved in stone,
Echo long when we are gone.
Odin’s ravens circle wide,
Watching every rising tide.
If we fall with sword in hand,
We will walk the golden land.
(Final Chorus – Great Viking Choir)
Hey! Hey! Sons of the North!
Raise the sail and carry forth!
Hey! Hey! Wolves of the sea!
Fight for endless victory!
Hey! Hey! Let the war horns cry!
Let our banners fill the sky!
When the final battle’s done,
Our eternal feast’s begun.
(Outro Chant)
Hear the wind across the foam,
Hear the warriors coming home.
Through the storm our spirits roam,
Valhalla is our final home.
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