Alone he stands in the doorway   His family still asleep   Gazing at the starlit horizon   And the moonsparkling sea   When dawn comes he must leave them   His home, his children and loved   For his destiny beyond those waves   Known only to the Norns      He's already dressed ready to leave   His four friends are waiting by the shore   Each with a dragon ship   And one hundred men prepared for war      He returns to his bed kissing   His sleeping wife goodbye   And as he leaves his youngest son   A tear rolls from his eye      They set sail with the first morning rays   Heading for glorious wars   And as the five ships steer out from the bay   Their hearts pound like never before      The wind is strong, the sun is warm   Their Dragons fly across the waves   No greenfaces are seen here onboard   Only a crowd of braves      Many nights pass   And days long as a year   They await the battle   They await without fear      On the morning of the fifth day   Before the sun arose   They hear bells chime and see pyres   Torched at a nearby coast      "LOWER THE SAIL, GRAB YOUR OARS,   NOW MEN IT'S TIME TO ACT!   ROW LIKE THE WIND TO THE SHORE,   ROW LIKE THE WIND TO ATTACK!"