We come from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun where the heart's greatest glow The hour of the dogs will drive our ships to new lands To fight the horde, singing and crying Ah, I am coming All we sweep with, with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore We come from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun where the heart's greatest glow How soft your fields so green can whisper tales of gore Of how we calmed the tides of war We are your overlord All we sweep with, with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore So now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins For peace and trust can win the day despite all your losing Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah