Strong

My chieftain faðir said to me

My son, you must be strong

The world is yours, where're you are

It's there that you belong

For a Viking cannot be afraid

To take and claim his fill

For the measure of a man

Is the strength within his will

Now we sail from the Northland

On the Whale-road to the mainland

We will fly like the raven

Into battle at our liking

And the systirs tell the story

Of the Vikings and their glory

We will sail to the shore

We will prevail, we are Vikings

The Viking promise I have made

Sets fire in my bones

The world is cold, the world is hard

The weak man falls and groans

I have come to rid this wretched land

Of lesser men than I

For the gods above demand it

They say that they must die

Now we sail from the Northland

On the Whale-road to the mainland

We will fly like the raven

Into battle at our liking

And the systirs tell the story

Of the Vikings and their glory

We will sail to the shore

We will prevail, we are Vikings

Go my mighty one

Bring honor to our name

Oh my dearest one

Come back to me the same

Do not let your love of God outweigh your love for me

Do not let the whale-road to drown you in the sea

Now they sail from the Northland

On the Whale-road to the mainland

They will fly like the raven

Into battle at their liking

And the systirs tell the story

Of the Vikings and their glory

They will sail to the shore

They will prevail, they are Vikings

We are strong

(Strong)

We will purge the weak

(Strong)

We will show no mercy

(Strong)

We will take our plunder

As the god of thunder

(Strong)

As the winter chill

(Strong)

As the flowing fire

(Strong)

We will take our fill

We will win or die here

Miserere mei deus

Secundum magnum misericordiam tuam

Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum

Dele inquitatem meam

We will purge the weak

(Strong)

We will show no mercy

(Strong)

We will take our plunder

(Strong)

As the god of thunder

(Strong)

As the winter chill

(Strong)

As the flowing fire

(Strong)

We will take our fill

(Strong)

We will win or die here

Please forgive my sins

(Strong)

Grant these poor man pardon

(Strong)

As the crucified

(Strong)

As the hard not hardened

(Strong)

They may storm these walls

(Strong)

But they can't storm Heaven

(Strong)

They will vainly plunder

(Strong)

From the God of wonder

Now we sail to the Northland

On the Whale-road from the mainland

We will fly like the raven

Into battle at our liking

And the systirs tell the story

Of the Vikings and their glory

We will sail to the shore

We will prevail, we are Vikings!