Chained To The Oar

We left our safe homes to the unknown
Adventures and treasures we seek
Loaded with swords a barbarian horde
We conquer and pillage the weak.

When we land
On your shores
We'll break down
Your doors and take
Whatever we please
Begging for mercy is useless and hopeless
Either way you'll end up on your knees.

Bow breaking straight through the waves
As we venture to distant shores
Good fortune favors the brave
As the sound of the ocean roars
Muscle and sinew struggle to win
As the longships pound on through the night
Let the grace of our gods guide us on this journey
As we navigate by starlight.

We are the terror of your lives
Bloody blades and bloody knives
WE ARE CHAINED TO THE OAR
WE ARE CHAINED TO THE OAR.

We are chained to the oar, we are slaves to the sea
We hail from the north, one day we'll break free.

So when you stare down my sword
Pray to your lord
He knows that every man bleeds
Because without reservation or slight hesitation
I give my god what he needs
We are the kings of the north
We sail back and forth
We men with families to feed
So when you hear the sound
Of wood cracking water
Prepare for death and take heed.

Bow breaking straight through the waves
As we venture to distant shores
Good fortune favors the brave
As the sound of the ocean roars
Muscle and sinew struggle to win
As the longships pound on through the night
Let the grace of our gods guide us on this journey
As we navigate by starlight.

We are the terror of your lives
Bloody blades and bloody knives
WE ARE CHAINED TO THE OAR
WE ARE CHAINED TO THE OAR.

We are slaves to the oar
We are slaves to the sea
We hail from the north
One day we'll break free
We are chained to the oar
We are slaves to the sea
We hail from the north
One day we'll break free.