The mead hall doors flew open
The people came in and drinks were poured
A lone warrior sat in the corner
He thought; ‘The battle isn’t over.’

The warriors roared when the dawn came to
The warrior’s minds trembled
With the thought of the last battle

A flagon filled, a ham consumed. The party goes on; the warriors ate and drank
Through the night, Singing songs until the dawn when another battle awaits
With a loud crash and a thundering roar, a warrior came down in a drunken swing
The music played on, another flagon flew; this is the life of a Viking!!

Under the blood red sky and the burning sun
The warriors let out a fierce roar
And fought with all of their might a
And savage strength

Through the harsh battle
The warriors fought and won
But the memory still burns in their souls

A flagon filled, a ham consumed. The party goes on; the warriors ate and drank
Through the night, Singing songs until the dawn when another battle awaits
With a loud crash and a thundering roar, a warrior came down in a drunken swing
The music played on, another flagon flew; this is the life of a Viking!!