793 (the Battle Of Lindisfarne) Lyrics - Singles - Enlaved

Strokes from oars could be heard, beautiful ships gushed through the 

sea. 

Like a wind from the north, our ancestors reached the shore. 

Men from Hordaland, Rogaland and Agder gathered for battle in common. 

Proud men with no fear 

Strokes from the sword crushed the skill of the christian 

A long time we ruled, kings of the north 

Many battles we won, at the shores of Midgard 

But, betrayed by our own brothers we were forced down on our knees 

Now, when the wind once again is howling, the thoughts finally goes 

forward 

home 

We shall rise in our glory 

The white horde wil for sure silver 

"We died like men 

Therefore we never vanquished 

Weak is the one the enemy loves 

Never betray your origin"