| I have been on viking cruises, taking what they wouldn’t give
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| Sacrifice to Njord the master of the waves on which I live
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| Now I found a king to follow, now I serve the Forked Beard
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| Sven the son of Harald Bluetooth, King of Denmark knows and feared
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| To England — our dragons had to ride
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| To help the beaten Aethelred — the Picts we must fight
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| And many — a hero died that day
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| Draged with bloodlust and I cut their lives away
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| And so we beat them on a field of gore and bone
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| But there is a price to pay, the english should have known
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| Aethelred, oh Aethelred — your kingdom now is gone
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| The king of Denmark takes your crows, oh you should have known
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| The northern sea he rules, Denmark and England he unites
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| The norsemen rule the waves and king Sven holds all the might
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| The Forked Beard he rules and like the devil we will fight
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| We rule the waves. |
| Fear the vikings pride
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| Hey, hey — we are ruling the waves…
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| We burn the churches and the cross
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| The serpents of the crucified, their lived are at a loss
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| Sven prays to Odin and to Thor
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| The power of the ancient gods who dwelt here long before
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| And so we hunt those who have burnt the oak trees down
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| The heathen roots run deep the ancient gods are still around
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| Crucified, oh crucified, you should have known
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| Your time has not yet come and so we burn your houses down
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| The northern sea he rules, Denmark and England he unites
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| The norsemen rule the waves and king Sven holds all the might
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| The Forked Beard he rules and like the devil we will fight
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| We rule the waves. |
| Fear the vikings pride
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| Hey, hey — we are ruling the waves… |