We have readen in the Runes
Which Oden gave to us
After nine days hanging from the Tree
Our fate is written
And we cannot avoid
Dying in the battle and be free
So let the march of time begin
Facing to the end
Fight with pride and honour, raise your fist
Free your rage,
Let it fill your heart
And tonight in Valhall we will feast.
We will die by the sword,
That's an honour to the warriors from the north
We profess the religion
Of the glory by our own
There's no oblivion
For those who are brave
There will be no remembrance
On the coward's graves
Sea is roaring, wind is blowing
Storm is bursting now
God of seas is calling for our death
Sea is roaring, wind is blowing
Storm is bursting now
God of seas is calling for our death
So let the march of time begin
Facing to the end
Fight with pride and honour, raise your fist
Free your rage,
Let it fill your heart
And tonight in Valhall we will feast.
We will die by the sea
That's a proof that all the seamen have to pass
If we want to defy the gods,
Discover a new land
All the brave will be swallowed by the storm
And the cowards will be starving at their home
We will die by the sword,
That's an honour to the warriors from the north
We profess the religion
Of the glory by our own
There's no oblivion
For those who are brave
There will be no remembrance
On the coward's graves