With one foot on the bow I raise my head to the sky
With two horns on my helmet, I stand with a Viking pride
I thrust my axe into the air
Lay my head down low
Where we go I do not know
I tell them row
Row
Forty days and forty nights with no sign of shore
But eagerness keeps whispering it's time to explore
When from the nest of crows
I hear a mighty joyous woe
It seems the gods play us in favor
Land Ho!
Land Ho!
I am a Viking
I am a Viking
I am a Viking
I storm the gates of castles in rampaging crusades
I show no mercy to the ones who stand in my way
With bodies on the ground
And many blood stains in my beard
I am great I am respected
I am feared
I am feared
I am a Viking
I am a Viking
I am a Viking
The sun sets on my journey and home becomes my course
But for the plunder and the death I feel no remorse
For whether defeat rears its ugly head
Or victory is nigh
I'm a viking and I'll be one
Till I die
Till I die
