Take to the Sea

A small band of warriors all clad for war

We water the boat and we pull on the oars

We cross to Britannia to find easy prey

Where Roman rule falls to a state of decay

The Saxons come

Fight, steal and run

Making Wodan smile

When we rape all the isle

Take to the sea to find fortune and plunder

Take to the sea, pull the oars hold on tight

Britannia she lies like a virgin so tempting

Take to the sea and we'll play her just right

Salt on our lips and wind in our hair

We are the Saxon, we conquer, we dare

Lites Saxonicum they call these shores

We steal all their gold take their women for whores