The Pursuit Of Vikings - Amon Amarth

The warming sun returns again

And melts away the snow

The sea is freed from icy chains

Winter is letting go

Standing on the ocean side

We can hear the waves

Calling us out with tide

To sail into our fate

Oden!

Guide are ships

Out axes, spears and swords

Guide us through storms that whip

And in brutal war

Our ships await us by the shore

Time has come to leave

Our country, family and homes

For riches in the east

Some of us won’t return

Bur that won’t bring us down

Our fate is written in the web

Woven by the Norns

A ram is sacrificed

Across the longship’s bow