Ah-ah, ah! Ah-ah, ah! We come from the land of the ice and snow And the midnight sun where the hot springs flow Hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new land Fight the horde, sing and cry Valhalla, I am coming On we sweep with a threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore Ah-ah, ah! Ah-ah, ah! We come from the land of the ice and snow And the midnight sun where the hot springs flow How soft your fields so green Could whisper tides of gore And how we calmed the tides of war We are your overlord On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins Peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh