A wind arose one day from the North And it did call to the sons Odin's host - Ships they prepared and weapons of war Then raised their sails to this glorious wind! Far, far away! And away further still! Vikings are sailing headed for the East; What pallid fear o'ertakes their enemies When they spot afar Drakkars in the mist! A wind arose one day from the North Calling to the warriors of mighty Thor - Ships they prepared and weapons of war Then raised their sails to this glorious wind! They fight by day and feast by night They know no quarter, no defeat - Grim were the lands that bore them Grimmer still they have become A wind arose one day from the North Blowing in the hearts of those loyal to Tyr; Ships they prepared and weapons of war Then raised their sails to this glorious wind!