Immigrant Song

We come from the land of the ice and snow

From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow

Hammer of the Gods will drive our ships to new lands

To fight the hordes and singing and crying, Valhalla I am coming

Always sweep with the 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 hot springs flow

How soft your fields so green can whisper tales of gore

Of how we calmed the tides of war

We are your over lords always sweep with threshing oar

Our only goal will be the western shore

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins

For peace and trust can win the day, despite all your losing

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins

For peace and trust can win the day, despite all your losing

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins

For peace and trust can win the day, despite all your losing