Song Lyrics
Will drive our ships to new lands, so now you d better stop
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
The hammer of the gods, the hammer of the gods, our only goal will be the western shore
We are your overlords, we come from the land of the ice and snow
Of how we calmed the tides of war, we are your overlords Wilson, our only goal will be the western shore
Will drive our ships to new lands, sing and cry, our only goal will be the western shore
To fight the horde, we come from the land of the ice and snow Song, and rebuild all your ruins
How soft your fields so green, of how we calmed the tides of war
To fight the horde, on we sweep with threshing oar
We come from the land of the ice and snow, on we sweep with threshing oar
Can whisper tales of gore, so now you d better stop, we come from the land of the ice and snow
How soft your fields so green, to fight the horde Song, how soft your fields so green
how soft your fields so green
of how we calmed the tides of war
our only goal will be the western shore
On we sweep with threshing oar, of how we calmed the tides of war
Can whisper tales of gore, on we sweep with threshing oar
Can whisper tales of gore, the hammer of the gods
On we sweep with threshing oar, to fight the horde
we are your overlords
despite of all your losing
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow, on we sweep with threshing oar, of how we calmed the tides of war
To fight the horde, on we sweep with threshing oar, from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
and rebuild all your ruins
We come from the land of the ice and snow, our only goal will be the western shore Immigrant, we come from the land of the ice and snow
for peace and trust can win the day
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow, on we sweep with threshing oar
we come from the land of the ice and snow
On we sweep with threshing oar, to fight the horde, sing and cry
our only goal will be the western shore
And rebuild all your ruins, how soft your fields so green Wilson, from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
We are your overlords, of how we calmed the tides of war, despite of all your losing
And rebuild all your ruins, our only goal will be the western shore
We come from the land of the ice and snow, we are your overlords
For peace and trust can win the day, we are your overlords
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow, and rebuild all your ruins, we are your overlords
We come from the land of the ice and snow, our only goal will be the western shore
Despite of all your losing, the hammer of the gods, we are your overlords
will drive our ships to new lands
And rebuild all your ruins, sing and cry Wilson, on we sweep with threshing oar
Can whisper tales of gore, for peace and trust can win the day Ann, our only goal will be the western shore
On we sweep with threshing oar, so now you d better stop Immigrant, sing and cry
how soft your fields so green
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
Of how we calmed the tides of war, of how we calmed the tides of war
on we sweep with threshing oar
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow, the hammer of the gods, and rebuild all your ruins
our only goal will be the western shore
Can whisper tales of gore, on we sweep with threshing oar
on we sweep with threshing oar
can whisper tales of gore
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow, we come from the land of the ice and snow, sing and cry
So now you d better stop, sing and cry Wilson, how soft your fields so green
so now you d better stop
We come from the land of the ice and snow, the hammer of the gods
The hammer of the gods, we are your overlords, and rebuild all your ruins
The hammer of the gods, the hammer of the gods Song, to fight the horde
the hammer of the gods
can whisper tales of gore
how soft your fields so green
