Changes of clothes and summer showers Like changing the guard it only lasts for hours, Wondering what and where did it go Crying over nothing worth crying for Once in a while - I still think about, The smile on your face girl, the first time around, I'm wondering what and who your doing it with Crying over nothing - worth crying for, still - Just now and then - I still get it, That same old feeling, I can't forget it Wondering why and where did I go Trying not to let them get to me so - Once in a while I just can't help it It's that same old feeling and how I regret it, Wondering why - I miss you so, Crying over nothing worth it all Baby please, if there's a chance, Let's throw out the past and get something back, I'm wondering why - did we part at all Crying over nothing worth crying for, Crying over nothing worth crying for, Crying over nothing worth crying for.

Far from the sea and distant lands Came men with thirty ships Had wanted to reach the Neva by night But the weather was not on their side And as the wind grew stronger and stronger The rain ran down our cheeks The bow was turned towards Gardar The sail flew up again Holmgard and beyond That's where the winds will us guide For fame and for gold Set sail for those lands unknown Osmo and Dalk, Kyy, Kokko and Ulf Were glad to be off the oars Turo had eaten too much again Now hanging himself overboard The Tostensson twins were excited as always Adventure was their game Myself, Hakon the Bastard Was out to find my name Holmgard and beyond That's where the winds will us guide For fame and for gold Set sail for those lands unknown Who is "I" without a past? A river without a source? An event without a cause? Threads of different lengths Some longer, some shorter So many of them spun together The crones keep on weaving The algorithm of our lives 'Cause and effect, the fates of men We know the way to Aldeigju Upstream the river Alode You take us to the portage And further Long is the way to the unknown Long are the rivers in the East Far lies the land that Ingvar And his men desire to reach Many dangers lie ahead Some of us may never return Rather sold as a slave to the Saracens Than chained to your bed, chained by your life! Holmgard and beyond That's where the winds will us guide For fame and for gold Set sail for those lands unknown

Roll the dice Name your price Torn asunder Loot and plunder On the ride In the guise The great divider The gap grows wider Pointing fingers laying blame The fight goes on, it's a silly game Black or white No hope in sight We are falling apart from within Take my hand; Once more united we stand I remember a day In a time faraway When we both were in this together When we still had the flame At the top of our game We were strong Oh we were strong It's in times like these we need one another Through the storms side by side we shall ride Now and forever We had trust we had hope Pulled at the same end of the rope But somewhere down the road We lost track of friend and foe We lost it all, we lost it all It's in times like these we need one another Through the storms side by side we shall ride Now and forever Over snowy mountains Under star-lit skies Through the scorching sun Side by side we ride Throw away your pride No more blame no more sides All of us are in this together When the i turns to we Things will change you'll come to see Time for change It's time for change It's in times like these we need one another Through the storms side by side we shall ride Now and forever!

Word I bring (From far up North) Songs I sing (From your nephew's court) Convened Thing (On the death of Harthacnut) Proclaimed king (And the Danes salute) "End your exile? Your claim to the throne is strong Sweyn's your ally? Us Swedes will fight along" Norway awaits me, it's time to cross the North Sea First I must break free, we could ask Constantine I'm needed elsewhere "No way, my troops, I cannot spare" This seems quite unfair "Can't you hear? My answer is no" My Basileus, my emperor, I have honorably served this kingdom Sand I have won, and furthermore, blood of Saracens have flowed by my work of sword My Basileus, my emperor, you have left me no choice but to escape Taking my men, and from the hall, we are breaking our way out after nightfall "This is insane, we're trapped in the sound" Row for all you're worth, despair to mirth "The chain will not break, there's no way around" Over shall we go, so hasten now From stern to bow Tilt the galley over, for no emperor nor chain will stand in my way Man the oars Out to sea Bid farewell and wave goodbye Because gentlemen We are heading home Rising A new day rising New kingdoms await New lands there to take Your son's heading home He's a viking The last of the vikings With chests full of gold, new tales to be told Your king's heading home

Curses on thee, cruel iron Curses on the steel thou givest Curses on thee, tongue of evil Cursed be thy life forever Once thou wert of little value, having neither form nor beauty Neither strength nor great importance, when in form of milk thou rested When for ages thou wert hidden, in the breasts of God's three daughters Hidden in their heaving bosoms On the borders of the cloudlets, in the blue vault of the heavens Thou wert once of little value, having neither form nor beauty Neither strength nor great importance, when like water thou wert resting On the broad back of the marshes, on the steep declines of mountains When thou wert but formless matter, only dust of rusty color Curses on thee, cruel iron Curses on the steel thou givest Curses on thee, tongue of evil Cursed be thy life forever Surely thou wert void of greatness, having neither strength nor beauty When the moose was trampling on thee, when the roebuck trod upon thee When the tracks of wolves were in thee and the bear-paws scratched thy body Surely thou hadst little value when the skillful Ilmarinen First of all the iron-workers, brought thee from the blackened swamp-lands Took thee to his ancient smithy, placed thee in his fiery furnace Truly thou hadst little vigor, little strength, and little danger When thou in the fire wert hissing, rolling forth like seething water From the furnace of the smithy when thou gavest oath the strongest By the furnace, by the anvil, by the tongs, and by the hammer By the dwelling of the blacksmith, by the fire within the furnace Curses on thee, cruel iron Curses on the steel thou givest Curses on thee, tongue of evil Now forsooth thou hast grown mighty, thou canst rage in wildest fury Thou hast broken all thy pledges, all thy solemn vows hast broken Like the dogs thou shamest honor Shamest both thyself and kindred, tained all with breath and evil Tell all who drove thee to this mischief Tell who taught thee thy malice Tell who gavest thee thine evil Tell me, now tell me Did thy father, or thy mother Did the eldest of thy brothers (Did the youngest of thy sisters) Did the worst of all thy kindred (Give to thee thine evil nature) Not thy father, nor thy mother (Not the eldest of thy brothers) Not the youngest of thy sisters Not the worst of all thy kindred But thyself hast done this mischief Thou the cause of all our trouble Come and view thine evil doings And amend this flood of damage Curses on thee, cruel iron Curses on the steel thou givest Curses on thee, tongue of evil Cursed be thy life forever

Full sails ahead, oceans painted red When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates No questions asked, we fulfil our task Tones all turn grey after sunset Slaying a man, taking what you can What is right, what is wrong, who can answer? Sailing the seas, we do just what we please Emperors, pirates, all cancer Hoist the sails! (Wipe them out now) Kill them all! (Let them die) Scum they are! (Foe of mankind) Clear the sea! (Show no ruth) We have no choice, it's you who are the bad guys You've taken it all and yet you still dare to fault Who are you to judge and condemn us Underneath the paint your flag is still black Hoist the sails! (Wipe them out now) Kill them all! (Let them die) Scum they are! (Foe of mankind) Clear the sea! (Show no ruth) Yes we can, and therefore we do so Please understand, that there's nothing you can do The world has changed, your justice is outdated What is right, is what is right for me Full sails ahead, oceans painted red When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates No questions asked, we fulfil our task Tones all turn grey after sunset Slaying a man, taking what you can What is right, what is wrong, who can answer? Sailing the seas, we do just what we please Emperors, pirates, all cancer Share the wealth, your holdings should be ours It's all a smile on our sunny bright kolkhoz Where's the crime, when no-one's really losing? Out of cash? Why don't you print some more Full sails ahead, oceans painted red When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates No questions asked, we fulfil our task Tones all turn grey after sunset Slaying a man, taking what you can What is right, what is wrong, who can answer? Sailing the seas, we do just what we please Emperors, pirates, all cancer Both we are but selfish chancers Taking what's there

Long is the hour for the waiting man The frontline is to be ours, waiting the command Some sit silently on the floor, bemused and empty-gazed I go through my gear once more, already knowing all is in place And as the bugle call goes blaring We know that this might be out final call Cry out, form the line, you have had your rest (Rising! Fighting!) When the going gets tough they send in the best (Lightning! Striking!) The wait is over, we are taking the head (Bring it on we are not afraid!) Keep your head clear or you'll end up dead (Blood's left no room for rust on our blades) (Take the day!) Scattered remains of our own troops, we meet as we advance "Turn around while you can you fools, you won't stand a chance" But deep within their eyes you see, hope mixed with respect They're here, the men from beyond the sea, the fight is not over yet And as the bugle call goes blaring We know that this might be out final call Form the line, you have had your rest! (Rising! Fighting!) When the going gets tough they send in the best (Lightning! Striking!) The wait is over, we are taking the head (Bring it on we are not afraid!) Keep your head clear or you'll end up dead (Blood's left no room for rust on our blades) (Take the day!)