Long is the hour for the waiting man The front line is to be ours, awaiting the command Some sit silently on the floor, bemused and empty-gazed I go through
The pouring rain, Sticks my hair to my face, An empty gaze is all I have left, The stars that once lit my way have dimmed, The sky turned grey, The path
Ladies and gentlemen! The main event of tonight: On chariots of fire! The Greens! The Blues! Open the gates! Dust fills the air, stallions cry under
Full sails ahead, oceans painted red When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates No questions asked, we fulfil our task Tones all turn grey after sunset
The time is here Time to be brave, while others fear Fear the stars, the moon and the Holy Ghost It's what lurks in the dark that scares us the most
Far beyond the sea and distant lands Came men with thirty ships Had wanted to reach the Neva by night But the weather was not on their side And as the
Bravery As we've all seen on TV Explosions and swords Hot girls in reward And in the games you play You are the hero of the day But outside that land
We've sailed across the sea Rowed for miles and miles upstream Passed by Aldeigjuborg Seen Lake Ilmen gleam Ingvar took the lead After Holmgard as agreed
So there it was, the thing we dread the most. Time had caught up with us. The thread ended. I felt betrayed and disappointed. Was that really it? And
Curse on thee, cruel iron Curses on the steel thou givest Curses on thee, tongue of evil Curses on thy life forever! Once thou wert of little value Having
Time to raise a toast to our generous host Jarisleif! Jarisleif! Ruler of the Rus from coast to coast Jarisleif! Jarisleif! May beer flow as long as
A terrible noise heard from far away Drowning all other sounds No cry of the birds nor voice of men Just an awful groan Silence fell over the men As
Long is the way we have come Still, nothing changes under the sun The day we lay ahold The wind rocks the fields of gold Zer sum is the name of the game
Long have I drifted without a course A rudderless ship I have sailed The Nile just keeps flowing without a source Maybe all the seekers just failed?
Far away, where the sunshine never fades There lies this land, the greatest of tales A strong golden gate now slowly moves aside In walks a man, exhausted
A name uttered with fear No smile, no tears They'll crush your skull with a blow And pile them in a row The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds
I take a look around, the blood of our men has painted the ground There are corpses lying everywhere Some try to pray, some cry in despair As our enemy
Word I bring ? from far up North Songs I sing ? from you nephew's court Convened Ting ? on the death of Harthacnut Proclaimed king ? and the Danes salute
