The long northern winter has come We march through the snow that reminds us our home The three Lodbrok brothers command us Ubbe, Halvdane and Ivarr the Boneless Sitting here by the fire I look to the army that frightens the world Loud norsemen laughters resound through the air We dont fear the death for our life was decided by Fate The vikings have come Heres the pagan horde Aim to the walls! Prepare the siege machines Aim to the walls The assault has begun Attack! Tear down the wall! Come to me, Sons of the North This quest will be always recalled As the terror that came from the North!
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