I watch the sky turning black
And know the time is fast approaching
My clan they all look to me
I turn away, I face the
ocean
In the dark I see a fleet of long-ships on the horizon
Again the Vikings come, to this land they are a poison
Archers
ready your bows, swordsmen ready your blades
Gods be with us this night, as we stop this barbarian raids
Their boats now pulled to
shore
Scrawny men pour forth from the hull
Their faces look ailing and drawn
But their minds are bent on the cull
On they
come, these viking raiders, pale and grey
With withered bodies and swords to slay
Charging forth, from filthy ships, towards our
line
But we are butchers and they are our swine
By ready men, they fast approach, the time is here
Stand firm at your line
and show to fear
From the north, this army comes, to raid our lands
But instead tonight they will die by Gaelic hands
I give
the call to attack, and we charge towards the Vikings
Arrows scream over head, and begin this night of killing
I watch as the armies
collide, flesh and bone gets torn asunder
So many of my warriors die, as they stop viking plunder
In the distance I see, their
leader so wretched and vile
Leading his men with pride, I see his weakness and I smile
Caught up in his stupor of greed, I slice his
head from his neck
His cowardly men run away, victory is ours this day