Immigrant Song - Gotthard

Ah…

Ah…

We Come From The Land Of The Ice N' Snow

From The Midnight Sun, Where The Hot Springs Blow

The Hammer Of The Gods

Will Drive Our Ships To New Land

To Fight The Horde

Singin' And Crying

Valhalla, I Am Comin'

On We Sweep

With Threshing Oar

Our Only Goal

Will Be The Western Shore

Ah…

Ah…

We Come From The Land Of The Ice N' Snow

From The Midnight Sun, Where The Hot Springs Blow

How Soft Your Fields So Green

Can Whisper Tales Of Gore

Of How We Calmed

The Tides Of War

We Are Your Overlords

…So Now You’d Better Stop

And Rebuild All Your Ruins

For Peace And Trust Can Win The Day

Despite All Your Losing

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