Verse I
From the iron-gray sea at the break of dawn
Longships cut the mist like a dragon’s jaw
Oars beat time with a deathbound song
Shields of oak, and the runes were drawn
Cold wind carried our fathers’ names
Blood on steel and fire in veins
When the raven circled, the world would learn
The Northmen came — and the sky would burn
Pre-Chorus
Hear the drums in the distant rain
Hear the prayers of the doomed and damned
Chorus
They feared our sails on the blackened tide
They feared the roar of the battle cry
When thunder walked in a human form
And the North wind howled, we were the storm
They barred their doors, they rang their bells
But no wall stands when the Viking yells
From frozen fjord to foreign land
They feared the rise of the heathen band
Verse II
Gold-clad kings knelt weak in halls
While monks carved crosses into the walls
But faith won’t stop a sharpened axe
When Odin’s sons come taking tax
Smoke rose high where peace once stood
Steel drank deep like it always would
Every scar a story told
Every death bought favor gold
Pre-Chorus
Hear the horns on the crimson wind
Hear the footsteps — the end begins
Chorus
They feared our sails on the blackened tide
They feared the roar of the battle cry
When thunder walked in a human form
And the North wind howled, we were the storm
They prayed to gods who would not answer
As ravens danced like death’s own banner
From monastery to shattered stand
They feared the wrath of the Viking land
Bridge (Chant / Build)
Valhalla waits — no tears, no shame
Live by steel, die by flame
Sing our names when we are gone
Fear the night before the dawn
(low chant)
Fear the oar…
Fear the horn…
Fear the sons of the stormborn North…
Final Chorus
They feared our sails on the blood-red sea
They feared what men were meant to be
No chains, no crowns, no bending knee
Only fate — and ferocity
Let history carve it into stone
When the sea went still, we were known
Not as ghosts, not as legend’s hand
But the living fear of the Viking clan
Outro
When children whisper in coastal lands
Of fire, iron, and raven bands
They don’t say gods… they don’t say men…
They say: The Vikings are coming again.
Haymaker
