Hardrada

Norwegian King arrives on English shores
‘Ruthless’ his name; and Fulford Gate it falls
Now silence reigns over a bloodied field
At Stamford Bridge there was no chance to yield
Their shattered shields no longer stand in line
Glorious dead in Valhalla now dine.

On raven’s wings they came here in Odin’s name
Oath-sworn to serve their Lord; death was their last reward.

Hardrada, you and your armada
Experienced disaster
Your men they died for you
Hardrada, Norwegians call you master
But hear the Saxon laughter
Your men they died
And you died too.

Three hundred ships set sail to bring his war
At battle’s end they need but twenty-four.

On raven’s wings they came here in Odin’s name
Oath-sworn to serve their Lord; death was their last reward.

Hardrada, you and your armada
Experienced disaster
Your men they died for you
Hardrada, Norwegians call you master
But hear the Saxon laughter
Your men they died
And you died too.

All hail the King [x4]

All hail the King [x4]

Hardrada, you and your armada
Experienced disaster
Your men they died for you
Hardrada, Norwegians call you master
But hear the Saxon laughter
Your men they died
And you died too. [x2]