We sail the sea We fight the storm One hundred men caught by endless passion Adventure Norse Men A hunting eye One hundred men on a holy mission
My arms are tired and my feet are cold Hoping for shelter I'm hungry for food My eyes see fire, a gift from the gods What will we find at the end of the world?
We have found new land
We set sail for Greenland As we crossed the oceans Awaiting the Mirdgard serpent We finally found a nefrine rood
