Defying the Storm

Defying the storm, the lash of the waves,

Our Drakkars are advancing

Fearless upon the raging seas we sail!

Our Dragon prow is emerging

From the mist of a winter's morning

Or the dying gleam of day:

Upon the fury of the ocean we ride

With the wind caressing our hair

And the brine biting into our eyes,

The frost that invades

The warmth of a heart...

Defying the storm, the lash of the waves,

Our Drakkars are advancing

Fearless upon the raging seas we sail!

The standard of the hammer

Atop the mast we hoisted high

A talisman of Mjolner

Around our neck we hung:

To invoke all Fates benign

And offer sacrifice -

To Njord, the sea-faring God,

A mariner across the stars

That through the night

Us mortals guide...