Dress in armour
Bring your sword and shield
And your lucky charm
In dragonships
We�ll sail the seven seas
Under guiding stars.
Into battle, we will ride
Gods will follow by our side.
Heathens from the north�
The air is still the
Bodies cold and pale
They�ll never live to tell
About the slaughter
When battleground ran red
We gave them hell.
Into battle sense of pride
We�re forever shining bright.
Heathens from the north�
We are immortal
Ever shining bright
Heathens from the north, yeah.
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