Yngwie Malmsteen
Heathens From The North
Heathens from the north, yeah
Dress in armour
Bring your sword and shield
And your lucky charm
In dragonships
We'll sail the seven seas
Under guiding stars
Into battle
We will ride
Gods will follow
By our side
Heathens from the north
Heathens from the north
The air is still
The bodies cold and pale
They'll never live to tell
About the slaughter
When battlegrounds ran red
We gave them hell
Into battle
Sense of pride
We're forever
Shining bright
Heathens from the north
Heathens from the north, yeah
Yeah-yeah
Heathens from the north
Heathens from the north, yeah
We are immortal
Ever shining bright
Heathens from the north, yeah