In the wake of battle, past mountain and plain.
Many lands have come and gone in a storm of blood and rage.
Brave warriors clashing with power of the blade.

In an age where iron reigns.

Longships now sail at night, ancient stars be our guide.

Our swords are gathered for battle to crush without fear.
On rivers cold and deep, through mist and pale moonlight.
Ten ships, towards another raid.


In the wake of battle, past mountain and plain.
Many lands have come and gone in a storm of blood and rage.

Brave warriors clashing with power of the blade.
In an age where iron reigns.


Our Northern blood prevails through the night.

Enemies shall scream in pain and burn by flash of fire.

By spear and axe they'll meet their fate.
Boundless age of Yggrasil, such is our strength to win.
From glen to glen, great war-cries shall begin.

As nameless bodies rest without life, taken by Valfather.
For all time sentenced and forgotten.
Shame and defeat be thy name.


Denied their faith.
All sacrifices have been made.

Death has set thy spirits free.

I have sworn an Oath to my Gods for great victory.

At dusk we strike and conquer.

In the wake of battle, past mountain and plain.

Many lands have come and gone in a storm of blood and rage.
Brave warriors clashing with power of the blade.
In an age where iron reigns.


The axe strikes deep.
Torn asunder, a warrior's bane.

Thy promise has kept us strong.
All-Father of Gods and men.


Onward to slaughter, carried by the water.
Non-believers have been denied. Scorched by fire.
End their lives with the torches in the night.

Northmen ravage foreign isles.
Far and wide by the stars in the sky.
Through celestial seascapes, we have traveled.