Immigrant Song

A-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
 We come from the land of the ice and snow
 From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
 The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands
 To fight the horde and sing and cry, Valhalla, I am coming
 On we sweep with, with threshing oar
 Our only goal will be the western shore
 Ah-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
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 We come from the land of the ice and snow
 From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow
 How soft your fields, so green
 Can whisper tales of gore, of how we calmed the tides of war
 We are your overlords
 On we sweep with, with threshing oar
 Our only goal will be the western shore
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 So now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins
 For peace and trust can win the day despite of all you're losing
 Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
 Ahh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
 Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh