They come with their gods
And they push in ever so close
Threatning and cursing within them,
Yet acting as if their cause is just
Well,
Let them come
For they will be met with iron minds
And fiery hearts
Awaken, stand proud,
Sons of Odin
Warriors of Thor
The time has come to raise up from the ashes
And make our ancestors smile down upon us
From their eternal golden halls
You feel no cold
You yield to no pain
And you fear no death
For when the hour of broken bones is upon you
You will not stand down
For if you are to meet your end
Then you will give them an end worth remembering
And as you fall,
Covered in the blood of those who came against you
Your great grandfathers will welcome you with open arms
Your foes, however
They will cower before their end
For they will not live their lives as you have
And they will see no glory.
But we,
We stand together.
Brothers in life and death.
An unbroken wall of shields, spears and flesh.
Together we can conquer the seas
Break apart mountains
And scortch the earth with our mark
So that we would be remembered for generations to come
Songs of our deeds will echo in the halls of our sons
And our glories will pass into legend
Just as we hear the tales of great warriors
From days long since past
And you do not need to be norse
To be a Viking.
For a true measure of a man is not where he is from
Or the might within his body
It is the strenght within his will
And the endless forge burning in his heart
And when a storm brews in the heavens above
And thunder comes crashing down upon the mountainside
Calm your children
And tell them how it is but Thor smiting down his migty hammer
So come and stand
Hold your ground and let none pass
Give out a final greeting to the gods
And charge.
Charge onward, never stoping,
Unbound, unbroken, unyielding.
For your foe will shiver and break
Upon the strenght of your arms
None will forget your roar
The sting of your blade
The fire in your eyes
And your iron will
And unbreakable heart
For the world is yours
And you will rid it of lesser men
For it is here where you belong
And you will smile in the face of death
For you have lived each day
As it was your last
And when that day comes you will stand proud
As the Valkries bring you to the Allfather
And when Ragnarok finally comes
You will be in the front
Shield and spear in hand
Giving no yield
Standing proud
For your kin
For your brothers
For odin!