Viking Slayer

Viking Slayer - Cruachan
I watch the sky turning black
And know the time is fast approaching
My clan they all look to me
I turn away I face the ocean
In the dark I see a fleet of long-ships on the horizon
Again the Vikings come
to this land they are a poison
Archers ready your bows
swordsmen ready your blades
Gods be with us this night
as we stop this barbarian raids
Their boats now pulled to shore
Scrawny men pour forth from the hull
Their faces look ailing and drawn
But their minds are bent on the cull
On they come these viking raiders pale and grey
With withered bodies and swords to slay
Charging forth from filthy ships towards our line
But we are butchers and they are our swine
By ready men they fast approach the time is here
Stand firm at your line and show to fear
From the north this army comes to raid our lands
But instead tonight they will die by Gaelic hands
I give the call to attack
and we charge towards the Vikings
Arrows scream over head
and begin this night of killing
I watch as the armies collide
flesh and bone gets torn asunder
So many of my warriors die
as they stop viking plunder
In the distance I see
their leader so wretched and vile
Leading his men with pride
I see his weakness and I smile
Caught up in his stupor of greed
I slice his head from his neck
His cowardly men run away
victory is ours this day