Hammer of Thor

Sail away with the morning tide
Rolling out on the ocean wide
All hands on deck! Anchors aweigh!

Farewell, beloved daughters!
We go out on plunders and slaughters
May the gods go with us in ancient land!

Keep a protecting hand
over our abandoned land
while we are ravaging abroad!

They heard the thunder from the dark skies
They saw us coming from the shore
The lightnings flashed, the wind was storming
They feared the swords, feared the hammer of Thor!

Cattle die and kinsmen die, thyself eke soon wilt die
But fair fame will fade never, I ween for him who wins it.
Cattle die and kinsmen die, thyself eke soon wilt die
But one thing, I ween, will wither never:
The doom over each one dead...

Wild men of the northern kin
set the sails before the win'
They know our name on the seven seas...

We are the dreaded vikings
We head for brand new strikings
A ship-load of warriors go ashore.

Onward! Prevail or die!
Mighty Thor rides the sky
Strife is our trade, our deals are raw

They heard the thunder from the dark skies
They saw us coming from the shore
The lightnings flashed, the wind was storming
They feared the swords, feared the hammer of Thor!