| I am a viking, shield maiden, Queen of the North
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| A ruthless leader and fearless ruler of wrath
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| Fighting at the front lines with my heathens by my side
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| In fame and glory I will be immortalized
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| Blood sacrifice for the ancient gods
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| Oh, hear me Odin our father, receive my blót
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| Fighting at the front lines with my brethren at my side
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| Give us strength in our coming quest, for England we raid
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| Onwards, cut them all down dead
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| (Cut them all down, dead)
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| And now we stand here united at your line of shores, beware
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| When you hear our savage cries, you cower in your souls
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| My maidens strike fear into the hearts of the bravest men
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| And I yearn to burn your wretched kind and be rid of the scum that you breed
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| When civil war broke out in Denmark, Ragnar called for my aid
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| One hundred and twenty ships and the fleet belongs to me
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| Where I procured our victory
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| You came to seize our lands
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| We stood up to your oppression
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| Ferociously fought blood with blood
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| On my return from the war, I creep in the night
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| With the head of a spear concealed in my gown
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| I took my husband’s life and usurped the whole of his name and sovereignty
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| I would rather rule alone than to share the throne
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| Valhalla awaits where I will feast with the gods
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| Onwards, cut them all down dead
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| (Cut them all down, dead)
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| And now we stand here united at your line of shores, beware
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| When you hear our savage cries, you cower in your souls
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| My maidens strike fear into the hearts of the bravest men
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| And I yearn to burn your wretched kind and be rid of the scum that you breed
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| And now we stand here united at your line of shores, beware
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| When you hear our savage cries, you cower in your souls
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| My maidens strike fear into the hearts of the bravest men
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| And I yearn to burn your wretched kind and be rid of the scum that you breed |