Driving rain, pounding at steel
North winds fill the sails
Land ahead, drawing ever near
The hills are alive with fires in the night
Jorvik mighty kingdom of the north
Won by brothers side by side
Ours by fire and the meeting of swords
Jorvik, bastion of power in this land
Far we have come and long we shall remain
Across the mighty river of the north
Into condemned land
Down the road of time long forgotten
The ancient vale leads the way to the end
The cry of battle, the din of clashing steel
The air is filled with fury and fire long into the night
Binder of the wolf, this night is yours;
Let the fires burn for you
Ragnarr is avenged by the shield din
Jorvik mighty kingdom of the north
Won by brothers side by side
Ours by fire and the meeting of swords
Jorvik, bastion of power in this land
Far we have come and long we shall remain
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