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Treason

Treason

Our lives have turned sad
The harvest again was bad
And it's growing worse
hungry children cry

They pray to a new god
while their people die
But fortune does not grow from a lie

What is our hope when kings betray
Sigurd was too strong but in ambush they lay
His brother helped and he was paid in gold
Now Sigurd lies dead bloodless and cold

Treason dwells in our king
He lies betrays and kills at night
What fortune can it bring?
Treason walks in this land
The Grayskin murders
smile on his face
But blood is on his hands

King Tryggve was strong
And Erik's sons feared him well
So in the dark of the night
He was stabbed and fell
And Sigurd's son they tried to buy
But he remembered his father
and saw the lie

Treason dwells in our king
He lies betrays and kills at night
What fortune can it bring?
Treason walks in this land
The Grayskin murders
smile on his face
But blood is on his hands
 
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Sword In The Storm

Sword In The Storm

(The Saga Of Earl Hakon, Protector Of Norway)

Come Skald sit thee with us
and tell us of the past
The deeds of viking warriors
in your songs they'll ever last

We long to hear of Hakon,
the Earl of Norway's shores
Or how he killed the Gravskin
and stood the Jomsburg force

He was born the son of Sigurd,
his father stabbed by royal hands
He escaped and turned a viking,
his frame spread across the lands

And on the day he faced the Gravskin,
anger wished just like a burning flood
Hakon the maker of widows taking lives
as his blade drinks blood

The fish return now into the fjord,
the harvest rich Hakon we hail thy sword
Raising temples where a church did stand.
Odin smiles to praise the land

Sword in the storm, the rock in the battle
Hakon you stand and be Odin thy guide
Strong be thy arm, oh sword in the storm
Thor grant you strength to defend what is right

And when the viking of the Jomsburg
set their sails against our shores
Strong in numbers famous heroes,
Hakon you fought them to the core

And in the middle of the bloodshed,
standing strong I saw your hands reach for the sky
Calling for help in the turmoil,
Odin took your son as a sacrifice

The fish return now into the fjord,
the harvest rich Hakon we hail thy sword
Raising temples where a church did stand.
Odin smiles to praise the land

Sword in the storm, the rock in the battle
Hakon you stand and be Odin thy guide
Strong be thy arm, oh sword in the storm
Thor grant you strength to defend what is right

But in the end of people asked
for the reign of a Christian king
Betraying Hakon they soon forgot
the good his rule did bring
In his sleep, killed by a thrall
a hero's bitter end
Trygve's son was to succeed
to rule the Northern Land
 
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Blood Rains

Blood Rains

(The Saga Of King Olaf Trygvason)

On the blackened eve of destruction
A king arises with the
promise of light
But the Jarls who held him high
Were soon to see that they followed a lie

Wise magicians and healing women
Put to the stake by royal hands
Baptized they would not be
And so in flames their life did end

Odin thy face
It fades in the blood
The heathen oaks burned
It's the end of a god

Blood rains from the sky
Love is just a Christian lullaby
I can't believe I'd rather die
Blood rains from the sky
Preaching love while tortured victims cry
I won't believe I'd rather die

Bondes who would not dip in the water
At the Althing he had put them dead
A royal smile a lie on the lips
Believe in Christ or drink burning lead

Raud a mighty Jarl on the isle
He was taken at night
and tried to a stake
His house on flames
Yet he would not fold his hands
Condemned to death
He had to swallow a snake

Odin thy face
It fades in the blood
The heathen oaks burned
It's the end of a god

Blood rains from the sky
Love is just a Christian lullaby
I can't believe I'd rather die
Blood rains from the sky
Preaching love while tortured victims cry
I won't believe I'd rather die
 
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Ruling The Waves

Ruling The Waves

I have been on viking cruises,
taking what they wouldn't give
Sacrifice to Njord the master of the waves
on which I live

Now I found a king to follow,
now I serve the Forked Beard
Sven the son of Harald Bluetooth,
King of Denmark knows and feared

To England � our dragons had to ride
To help the beaten Aethelred � the
Picts we must fight

And many � a hero died that day
I raged with bloodlust
and I cut their lives away

And so we beat them on a field
of gore and bone
But there is a price to pay,
the English should have known

Aethelred, oh Aethelred �
your kingdom now is gone
The king of Denmark takes your crows, oh you should have known

The northern sea he rules,
Denmark and England he unites
The norsemen rule the waves and king Sven holds all the might
The Forked Beard he rules
and like the devil we will fight
We rule the waves.
Fear the vikings pride

Hey, hey � we are ruling the waves...

We burn the churches and the cross
The serpents of the crucified,
their lives are at a loss

Sven prays to Odin and to Thor
The power of the ancient gods
who dwelt here long before

And so we hunt those
who have burnt the oak trees down
The heathen roots run deep
the ancient gods are still around

Crucified, oh crucified,
you should have known
Your time has not yet come
and so we burn your houses down

The northern sea he rules,
Denmark and England he unites
The norsemen rule the waves
and king Sven holds all the might
The Forked Beard he rules
and like the devil we will fight
We rule the waves.
Fear the vikings pride

Hey, hey � we are ruling the waves...
 
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Canute The Great

Canute The Great

(The King Of Danish Pride)

Now that I fight
With might and main
The Danish troops
I'll lead to fame

Now I survey the lands
Where I may stride
The English soil
I'm a King of Danish pride

You have plundered the whole Isle of Man
To become a greater king
And you murdered guiltless families
In the massacre of all Danish men
Aethelred. Oh Aethelred
It's my will to fight and see you dead
My troops are Viking warriors
And we sail the river Themse

Now that I fight
With might and main
The Danish troops
I'll lead to fame

Now I survey the lands
Where I may stride
The English soil
I'm a King of Danish pride

Forked Beard my father
I have sailed the way you led
To England on my Dragons
And I avenged all the dead
In Ashington, it was Ironside
I slayed his troops it served him right
Father, we took the lands
And we sailed the river Themse

Now that I rule
With might and main
The Danish kingdom
I lead to fame

Now that I own the lands
Where I may stride
The English soil
The King of Danish pride
 
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Harald Hadrade

Harald Hadrade

Fifteen years, too young to die
The saint he fell within the last battlecry
But the time has come for you not yet
Escape from the battle of Stiklestad

Baptized by the sword and the shield
Destined to be kind
The last in line
Lead this epoch to an end
To be written in blood
Named Harald Hadrade

Out there in the world, afar from home
Explore all the east and grow up so strong
No riches, fights or prison walls
Will keep you away,
when your destiny calls
Baptized by the sword and the shield
Destined to be kind
The last in line
Lead this epoch to an end
To be written in blood
Named Harald Hadrade

See Norway lies bare down to your feet
King Magnus died, now your crown is complete
At England's shores you will just arrive
To fight your last battle
and pay with your life

Baptized by the sword and the shield
Destined to be kind
The last in line
Lead this epoch to an end
To be written in blood
Named Harald Hadrade
 
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Vi Seglar Mot Miklagard

Vi Seglar Mot Miklagard

De foro manligen
Fjärran efter guld
Och österut
Gävo örnen föda
De dogo söderut
I särkland

Jag gav mig iväg
Med väastan I rygg
Med manskap och fä
Jag kände mig trygg

Längväg vi kommit
Pä vatten, pä land
När fjärran nu nalkas
Jag saknar min strand

Genom dal över hed
Vi seglar I österled
I stormar sä härd
Vi närmar oss Miklagard

Blott den vet
som vida reser
och fjärran farit har
vad lynnesart
Leder envar
Han vet, vad vett är

Genom dal över hed
Vi seglar I österled
I stormar sä härd
Vi närmar oss Miklagard
 
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Sweden

Sweden

Father, I've found a ship
to take me away
Pack my box and get me ready
No time to waste astray
Father, in a week I will be gone
To Miklagard on dragon's wings
There's riches to be won

To Uppsala
Odin and Thor
May they guard my way
Where I've never walked before

Sweden, oh Sweden
My fatherland my home
I pray to see your shores again
Tomorrow I'll be gone

Sweden, oh Sweden
Heathen stronghold in the black
Odin walks amidst your trees
May he guide me back

I saw an old man passing by
Under his cloak the flicker of an eye
As I turned
to ask his name
He was gone just as he came
I know I'm not alone
He will watch me far from home
And his wisdom be the light
And his courage in the fight

Odin, to Uppsala I shall come
To honour you with sacrifice
as it must be done
Oh Odin, I raise my hands to thee and pray
Give me strength and wisdom
There'll be danger in my way
 
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Free

Free

As the dragon cuts the waves
Strong winds take us east
Like the wings of a beast

Salt on my lips again
I put my face in the wind
Oh, let the the saga begin
Let the saga begin

Heading where brave have traveled
What eyes have never seen
Miklagard we're on our way
Where few have ever been

Danger, toil and trouble
Death may lie ahead
But I'd rather die in glory
Than fade away in bed

Free, so free
The waves of the see
The taste of the wind
Urging us on and the saga begins

Free, so free
In the storm you will see
Holding on with a grin
Odin with us let the saga begin

From Dorestadt in franconia
The best swords that are made
In gold they be weighted

Amber from Haithabu
The gold of our shore
We got plenty in store

We'll sell on eastern markets
And silken cloth we'll buy
Spices, glass and jewellery
A pleasure to the eye

There is a fortune waiting
For Those who choose this way
A saga to be written
To be told on future days
 
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On The Edge Of Life

On The Edge Of Life

The raging storms lead us north
Along the icy Neva's shores
Sailing ever north

A strange white light floats on the clouds
The silence screams at us so loud
Faces in the clouds

[Chorus:]
Through this world of ice and snow
In the dawn strange creatures glow
Frozen giants passing by
Standing on the edge of the life
Sailing on and never stop
Hold the sails don't let them drop
Here the stranded have to die
Sailing on the edge of life

An icy lake before us lies
Frozen smiles in weary eyes
Cold and empty eyes

Following the northern star
As we head for Ladoga
The northern star

[Chorus]

The land where ancient giants dwell
What is real who can tell
Eager eyes they seem to stare
Ghastly sigths in the air

Who claims my soul who knows the deal
Claws of ice I can feel
Stone cold fingers touch my heart
Hold it tight tear it apart

[Chorus]
 
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