Yeahrrgh!!!
Blood red bows plough the waves
The dragon heads
They came riding at first light
Fifty men armed to the
It’s five years since I left this land
Since I left
A mighty fleet came across the strait
But Erik was prepared
Five
I feel a chill in my heart
Like lingering winter cold
I
The warming sun returns again
And melts away the snow
The sea
Soon a new day will be spawned
Scattered fires glow
Soon first
Through a dark and desolate valley he walks
Pale, flickering fires