Take a look to the sea, my son
Be aware of the sails the waves are carrying on

Take a look to the earth, my son
The whole of England is awaiting for the terror from the north

Take a look to the sky, Halvdane
We shall fill the air with spears to turn black this christian sun

Take a look to these shores, my son
For tomorrow everyone will fear the name of Lodbroksson

Burn! England to the ground!
Burn! Jorvik to the ground!
Heathen assault!

I saw two crows up high
Odin watch me die

Dust clouds arise from the english ground
The smell of blood pierces the brain
Running in charge towards the castle walls
I hear my heart beat down in my throat
I know the Battle joy!

As my sweat drops into my eyes
A rain of arrows whistlles in the sky
This icy air freezes our blades
And wet our beards with a morning rain
Blood, it's on my face!

Odin guide my sword!

As some vikings bolts pierce the walls
We bring the ram towards the gate
Warriors proudly die under english fire
Tha ram claims for its path of death
Thunderous is the crack!

I awaited for this glorious moment
I can now enter the fortress crying the charge
My axe cuts some english heads
While the city of Jorvik cries its swansong
Captured is the king!

Odin guide my sword!

Seems to me a great vast black ocean
Yet it ignores the wind
Once you can see it than describe it to your lord.

A huge mass of shining polearms
The sound of battle horns, prepares the storm
Death is coming dresssed as a pagan horde.

Above this walls i admire my end,
This viking horde is beauty and death.
My lord forgive me for all my sins,
Please let me sing of our future heathen reign...

Woden's Reign

Woman i never saw
It was hard to me
To march upon these snowcovered plains.
Woman i never saw
It was difficult to me
To wait before the fire the battle to come.
Woman i never saw
You don't know what i felt
When i froze my skin under this mail coat.
Woman i never saw
I was frightened yesterday
They were few in number, but the look in their eyes...

Of this land
Of glory battle and death
All i recall, is the look in the eyes of the dead.

Blood on my hands!

Woman i never saw
No ship will return,
None will ever warm your winter nights.
Woman i never saw
I am sorry if you can believe me,
I killed your man in my last fight.

The long northern winter has come
We march through the snow that reminds us our home
The three Lodbrok brothers command us
Ubbe, Halvdane and Ivarr the Boneless.

Sitting here by the fire
I look to the army that frightens the world
Loud norsemen laughters resound through the air
We don't fear the death for our life was decided by Fate.

The vikings have come
Here's the pagan horde
Aim to the walls!

Prepare the siege machines
Aim to the walls,
The assault has begun,
Attack!

Tear down the wall!

Come to me, Sons of the North
This quest will be always recalled
As the terror that came from the North!

I har alle bevidnet et lange kendt ritual. Konger dor pa denne vis

No more battle noise, nor crying this night.
The whole of England is silent, stopped is every fight.

As the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella's spine,
Blood runs onto York, no christian light will shine.
Ivarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back,
Wings of blood won't make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!

All of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:
Blood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!

The clouds gathered above, to witness and behold
The landing of an Eagle on the walls of this stronghold.

As the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella's spine,
Blood runs onto York, no christian light will shine.
Ivarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back,
Wings of blood won't make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!

All of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:
Blood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!

Here in the battlefield, laying still on the ground
I just remember my native land.
I left on a spring sunny day
To lead my ship toward the west
Until we reached a green island
Vast and desert it seemed to be.

A White God house we saw so far
We attack the abbey without fear
Our flames grew higher to the sky
A tribute to the One Eyed God.

On a cloudy autumn day
A great army came to the camp
They brought the sign of the cross
Steel meets steel, the Cross against the Hammer.
My sons shall tell of this day
On which their father died
A glorious breed has been their one
Through their words my name will live on.

Father and Son, the glory will live on...