| I sail away from my homeland
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| My mission’s to raid and plunder
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| I fight, I will rage, I will sunder
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| I hail the Thunder God
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| I look at the sky
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| Watch the waves turning into foam
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| I send my prayers againt the wind
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| And I hope they’ll reach my home
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| I spent weeks on the ocean
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| My heart filled with devotion
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| At last in the mist there’s a shoreline
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| A sight that is so divine
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| As I set my feet on foreign soil
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| I feel so anxious my blood begins to boil
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| I leave my ship and walk across the shore
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| The journey goes on, I search and I explore
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| Now I prepare for war
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| As the day goes by
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| I must fight or die
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| When the crows fly low
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| It’s my time to go
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| I won’t fall today
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| I see the arrows are flying
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| I will be the last man standing
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| I hear desperate cries of the dying
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| Lives lost for the land, the king
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| See the enemy flee
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| Still I’m holding my bloodstained sword
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| My brother’s laying by my side
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| They have lived, they have died for victory
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| A whisper’s heard in the air
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| «Don't hang your head in despair»
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| I make offers to keep gods satisfied
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| I honour the friends who fought for them and died
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| We’ll meet on the other side for one more time
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| As the day went by
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| I was standing still
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| All the crows flew high
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| Above the blood I’d spilled
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| I felt my guilt
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| I will raise my horn
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| And I’ll drink the ale
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| For the dead I mourn
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| For the gods I hail
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| It’s been a long day
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| It’s time to go home
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| I hope someone’s waiting for me there
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| I’ll bring home fortune and fame and pain
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| Now I’m on my way
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| Through stormy waters I will sail
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| And I hope they’ll know my name
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| They’ll know my face
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| Long have been these years away
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| I know they’ve brought you into tears
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| And I pray I’m there one day
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| I’m back to stay
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| I won’t have to fight
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| I feel my heart beat
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| I can sleep at night
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| My life is complete
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| And I know I’m home again
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| I will raise my horn
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| And I’ll drink the ale
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| For the dead I mourn
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| For the gods I hail
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| So I have done
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| I will raise my horn
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| And I’ll drink the ale
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| For the dead I mourn
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| For the gods I hail
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| So I have done
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| I did raise my horn
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| And I drank the ale
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| For the dead I mourned
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| For the gods I hailed
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| And my day went by
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| Time to say goodbye
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| Now the crows fly low
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| It’s my time to go
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| My name lives on
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| I am going home |