The horns cry, over fortress-walls
Starfilled skies, our roof as evening falls
Far from home, through the lands we carve
Cold winds blow, day break as wounded starve
Our journey, under ashen skies
For odin, high, proud our banner flies
Across the highest seas and wave
The northlands spirit carried the brave
A will as, strong as solid steel
For svitjod, foes will die or kneel
Fierce conquerors set the world ablaze
Armor clash, shine in the burning haze
Our longships, under wings of gold
Sail far north, towards thundra cold
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