A viking and his warriors built a dragonship
They're going out to conquer a feeble land
Heavily armed with swords, axes and
shields
The swedes set sail for weaker ground
Chanting hymns of Tyr, of Odin and of Thor
A viking shall but win, berserker
deep inside
The warriors spotted land, treasure hunt is at hand
Nobodys life will remain when they leave this shattered
ground
Without any fear, they walked in from the shore
Mead is in the vikings to bring rageous attack
Take them all, slay
them all spare just one
One to tell the story about a storming inferno
Men from the north brought despair to the foreign
land
Treasure they now have to bring back home
Villages were harmed and burnt, but vikings got their goods
All the gold and
treasures found their way to Sweden
One should have seen how they crushed all their foes
No damn warning for the pitiful
scums
They died within minutes when the great warriors came
Children were drowned and women were raped
Oh, how the lust of
the vikings was great
All their enemies met such a dreadful fate
Smoke is rising to the sky, the village lies
deserted
Footsteps in the ashes, the only memory of the vikings raid
The only sound that is heard is from vikings counting
gold
Not a single child in the village lived to grow old