Son of Ragnar, Ironside
Fierce and strong he arrives
Sails set to conquer eastern shores
All will know and fear this heathen force
Ships approach to plunder eastern shores
Hear my voice roar to the sky
I bow for no man
Fear the name Ironside
I bow for no man
Faithful, blinded by glory to God
An act of faith became a ritual of death and blood
Keep your axe high in the air
A grin's on your face, blood in your hair
Shield wall up, ready your spear
Have no regret, know no fear
For we are strong, steady the course
All will know and fear this heathen force
Grins escape, ships filled with spoils of war
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Hear my voice roar to the sky
I bow for no man
Fear the name Ironside
I bow for no man
Strength and iron form our lines
Cunning and brutal, we end their lives
Years of war made us strong
Impenetrable walls, we proved them wrong
Blinded fools falls to the ground, no one will escape
Open gates, unleash hell, their walls will fall and break
Answer pleas with brutal strength, cut down every man
The iron king will carve his name in every foreign land
From the shadow of a seaming death, Hastein will appear
With sword and axe against the cross, they will learn to fear
As warriors storm the streets and blood paint the stone
In the midst of glory all still lost, he didn't conquer Rome
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None shall stop us as we march for the glory of Thor
They will know to fear our kind, we seek blood and gore
Thor will give me all his strength, like so many times before
I fear no god, fear no pain, as we march to war
Glory is ours, I am Ironside
Hear my voice roar to the sky
I bow for no man
Fear the name Ironside
I bow for no man
Faithful, blinded by glory to god
As christening became a ritual of death and blood
Luna falls, fire consumes
Streets run red with Christian blood