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