Hardrada
Sellsword
Norwegian King arrives on English shores
Ruthless' his name, and Fulford Gate it falls
Now silence reigns over a bloodied field
At Stamford Bridge there was no chance to yield
Their shattered shields no longer stand in line
Glorious dead in Valhalla now dine
On raven’s wings they came here in Odin’s name
Oath-sworn to serve their Lord, death was their last reward
Hardrada, you and your armada
Experienced disaster
Your men they died for you
Hardrada, Norwegians call you master
But hear the Saxon laughter
Your men they died
And you died too
Three hundred ships set sail to bring his war
At battle’s end they need but twenty-four
On raven’s wings they came here in Odin’s name
Oath-sworn to serve their Lord, death was their last reward
Hardrada, you and your armada
Experienced disaster
Your men they died for you
Hardrada, Norwegians call you master
But hear the Saxon laughter
Your men they died
And you died too
All hail the King
All hail the King
All hail the King
All hail the King
All hail the King
All hail the King
All hail the King
All hail the King
Hardrada, you and your armada
Experienced disaster
Your men they died for you
Hardrada, Norwegians call you master
But hear the Saxon laughter
Your men they died
And you died too
