I watch the sky turning black   And know the time is fast approaching   My clan they all look to me   I turn away, I face the ocean   In the dark I see a fleet of long-ships on the horizon   Again the Vikings come, to this land they are a poison      Archers ready your bows, swordsmen ready your blades   Gods be with us this night, as we stop this barbarian raids   Their boats now pulled to shore   Scrawny men pour forth from the hull   Their faces look ailing and drawn   But their minds are bent on the cull      On they come, these viking raiders, pale and grey   With withered bodies and swords to slay   Charging forth, from filthy ships, towards our line   But we are butchers and they are our swine      By ready men, they fast approach, the time is here   Stand firm at your line and show to fear   From the north, this army comes, to raid our lands   But instead tonight they will die by Gaelic hands      I give the call to attack, and we charge towards the Vikings   Arrows scream over head, and begin this night of killing   I watch as the armies collide, flesh and bone gets torn asunder   So many of my warriors die, as they stop viking plunder      In the distance I see, their leader so wretched and vile   Leading his men with pride, I see his weakness and I smile   Caught up in his stupor of greed, I slice his head from his neck   His cowardly men run away, victory is ours this day.