Lyrics by D. Wade
© 2005 by D. Wade and Gothic Productions
VERSE
Crossing sea’s to find a place
That prove to be, a place of wealth
Thrashing oars will break the wave
As the serpents head leads the way
We
travel on knowing not
What distant lands the gods will grant
Of distant realms of pastures green
Looking for our wealth in gold
CHORUS
To battle we will stride
To honor our fathers pride
VERSE
The Christian priests pray this day
For saving savagery our axe will bring
The unlucky their last breath to breathe
Their spirit will be beat and broken
Spare none, they flee in fear
Sack the church and set to flame
For in this realm our names grow in fame
CHORUS
To battle we will stride
To honor our fathers’ pride
BRIDGE
These people’s lives we have pillaged
We set back out to sea
Our Drakkars are loaded full
With spoils of our war
We are here to conquer all
Who stand against our will
Conquering new lands
We shall spread our glory
Across the distant seas
SOLO
CHORUS
To battle we will stride
To honor our fathers pride
To ever growing Fame
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