Ah ah ah …
We come from the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun, where the
hot springs flow

Come out of the cold
Would drive our ships, to new lands
And fight the hoards
And sing and cry
Valhalla, I am coming

Always sleep with, the flashing arc
I'll only go where things are
worse than shown

Ah ah ah …
We come from the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun, where the
hot springs flow

Such a feeling, so green
The whispered tales of Thor
Of how he'd come, in times of war
We are your overlords

Always sleep with, the flashing arc
I'll only go where things are
worse than shown

So now you'd better stop
And rebuild all your ruins
For peace and trust, can win the day
Despite of all your losing
Ooooh oooh ooooh
Ooooh oooh ooooh …