| A mighty fleet came across the strait
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| But Erik was prepared
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| Five hundred Germans had come to his aid
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| On horseback with their spears
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| The fleet was carrying two thousand men
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| Eager to draw blood
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| But as they were about to land
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| Erik released his heards
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| One thousand men and five hundred horsemen
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| Came charging down the beach
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| When the sea-king saw this force
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| He gave order to retreat
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| All obeyed except one ship
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| It held the king’s own son
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| He despised the thought of flight
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| And attacked on his own
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| The Danish fleet had to turn around
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| They charged King Erik’s men
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| But it was too late to save his son
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| His life was already spent
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| The fighting continued bloody and fierce
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| And the bloodshed was immense
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| Two thousand warriors died that day
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| Most of them were Danes
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| The Danish king was captured
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| Most of his guards were dead
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| For a ransom he was released
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| Then his people took his head |