Heathens From The North Yngwie Malmsteen

Heathens from the north, yeah

Dress in armour
Bring your sword and shield
And your lucky charm
In dragonships
We'll sail the seven seas
Under guiding stars

Into battle
We will ride
Gods will follow
By our side

Heathens from the north
Heathens from the north

The air is still
The bodies cold and pale
They'll never live to tell
About the slaughter
When battlegrounds ran red
We gave them hell

Into battle
Sense of pride
We're forever
Shining bright