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Ships were prepared<br />Weapons and shields<br />Sails were raised<br />We're heading out to sea!<br /><br />Norway disappeared in the east<br />Our journey had begun<br />Helpfull winds gave us our speed<br />Under a warming sun<br /><br />Heading to the emerald land<br />A fleet of 50 ships<br />An army of 2000 men, led by the king<br /><br />On the horizon dark clouds arose<br />Thor rode across the black clouds<br />As the night rolled in over us<br />We felt the wrath of the storm<br /><br />That night I was haunted by dreams<br />An omen, of what was to come<br />The serpent arose from the sea<br /><br />Ready to strike<br />With hammer in hand<br />The serpent in pain, twisting in furious rage!<br />Fought for its life<br />The serpent escaped<br />Thor was in rage<br />My dreams began to fade..<br /><br />[solo of some sort]<br /><br />Awoke of my dreams<br />Sword in my hand<br />The break of dawn<br />Closing in on Irish land<br />Time to attack<br />Grabbed our shields<br />We came ashore<br />And saw the waiting horde<br /><br />The fight was short and deadly intense<br />The Irish fought us well<br />But as we gained the upperhand<br />Their fighting spirit quelled<br /><br />Ready to strike<br />With swords in our hands<br />The struggle with heart<br />The Irish fell to our wrath<br />Fought for his life<br />The king escaped<br />With fury divine<br />King Olav threw his sword
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Ships were prepared<br />Weapons and shields<br />Sails were raised<br />We're heading out to sea!<br /><br />Norway disappeared in the east<br />Our journey had begun<br />Helpfull winds gave us our speed<br />Under a warming sun<br /><br />Heading to the emerald land<br />A fleet of 50 ships<br />An army of 2000 men, led by the king<br /><br />On the horizon dark clouds arose<br />Thor rode across the black clouds<br />As the night rolled in over us<br />We felt the wrath of the storm<br /><br />That night I was haunted by dreams<br />An omen, of what was to come<br />The serpent arose from the sea<br /><br />Ready to strike<br />With hammer in hand<br />The serpent in pain, twisting in furious rage!<br />Fought for its life<br />The serpent escaped<br />Thor was in rage<br />My dreams began to fade..<br /><br />[solo of some sort]<br /><br />Awoke of my dreams<br />Sword in my hand<br />The break of dawn<br />Closing in on Irish land<br />Time to attack<br />Grabbed our shields<br />We came ashore<br />And saw the waiting horde<br /><br />The fight was short and deadly intense<br />The Irish fought us well<br />But as we gained the upperhand<br />Their fighting spirit quelled<br /><br />Ready to strike<br />With swords in our hands<br />The struggle with heart<br />The Irish fell to our wrath<br />Fought for his life<br />The king escaped<br />With fury divine<br />King Olav threw his sword
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