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I watch the sky turning black
I observe the sky darkening
And know the time is fast approaching
Aware that the time for action is approaching quickly
My clan they all look to me
My clan looks up to me
I turn away, I face the ocean
I turn away, facing the ocean
In the dark I see a fleet of long-ships on the horizon
In the darkness, I see Viking long-ships on the horizon
Again the Vikings come, to this land they are a poison
Once again, the Vikings pose a threat to this land
Archers ready your bows, swordsmen ready your blades
Archers prepare bows, swordsmen ready blades
Gods be with us this night, as we stop this barbarian raids
We seek divine intervention to thwart barbarian raids
Their boats now pulled to shore
Viking boats reach the shore
Scrawny men pour forth from the hull
Thin men emerge from the hull
Their faces look ailing and drawn
Their faces look sickly and tired
But their minds are bent on the cull
Despite their appearance, their intent is bloodlust
On they come, these viking raiders, pale and grey
Viking raiders advance, pale and gray
With withered bodies and swords to slay
With frail bodies and lethal swords
Charging forth, from filthy ships, towards our line
Charging from dirty ships toward our defense
But we are butchers and they are our swine
We, the defenders, view them as mere prey
By ready men, they fast approach, the time is here
Ready men, they swiftly approach, the moment is now
Stand firm at your line and show to fear
We stand firm, displaying no fear
From the north, this army comes, to raid our lands
From the north, an army comes to raid our lands
But instead tonight they will die by Gaelic hands
This night, Gaelic hands will ensure their demise
I give the call to attack, and we charge towards the Vikings
I order the attack, and we charge at the Vikings
Arrows scream over head, and begin this night of killing
Arrows fly overhead, marking the beginning of carnage
I watch as the armies collide, flesh and bone gets torn asunder
I witness the clash of armies, where flesh and bone are torn apart
So many of my warriors die, as they stop viking plunder
Many of my warriors perish, putting an end to Viking pillaging
In the distance I see, their leader so wretched and vile
In the distance, I spot their leader, despicable and contemptible
Leading his men with pride, I see his weakness and I smile
Guiding his men with pride, I discern his vulnerability and grin
Caught up in his stupor of greed, I slice his head from his neck
Engulfed in greed, I sever his head from his neck
His cowardly men run away, victory is ours this day
His cowardly men flee, securing victory for us this day
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