At the time when the dragons flew over the seas Their wings were borne by the northern wind The storms had foreshadowed their arriving Here were the Vikings This was the Normain Invasion ! Theyre borned from cold in the farnorth They lived without caring for tomorrow They survived far from their motherly snow Plain, my plain When you are covered by blood The thrump of their steps as heavy as metal Sounded as loudly as thunder Following the signs of their gods Theyve given their name to our country Theyve won it with bloodshed Conquered by fire and sword Theyve given their name to our country Theyve won it by strength and brutality Everyone was caged in fright No one dared to meet their eyes Everyone had shivers down their spines In their eyes you could read you would die Plain, my plain After battles full of lights Century after century No ones can corrupt, corrupt them Fighting was the last reason to live Giving to your life a real meaning
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