24Th Of September 1155-Hin Onde

Awakening At Dawn, To Horns Alarming Call. Ships From The West Had Been Seen Heading Towards Us. With The Sign of Cross They Would Come To Enslave Our Land. In Vein They Spill Blood Because Blind They Are To See. We Never Will Be Slain, Our Heritage Will Always Remain. Over These Hills Along These Lakes, In The Spirit of These Woods, In Wind They＇ll Hear Our Call. They＇ll Feel It In Their Heart As It Flows Through Their Veins. With Northern Pride And Honour Will Northmen See True From False. And False Men Will Not Long Rule These Lands. There Will Come A Time When Northmen In Our Spirit Will Draw Their Blades Again... No Matter How Outnumbered We Saddled Our Horses Took Our Swords And Our Shields. And Towards The Seashore Each one Headed. Soon Realized Our Foes That We Can Not Be Persuaded To Their Will. But Neither Are We Here To Die. We Came For Our Honour And For Our Heathen Pride. After First Horse Galloped Ahead No Steps Were Taken Back... Berserk We Fight! And We Ride Forth, And We Ride Forth, Until Last of Us Will Fall.