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We come from the land
of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun
where the hot springs blow
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
<Interlude>
An' we come from the land
of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun
where the hot springs blow
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 threshing oar
Our only goal will
be the western shore
<Interlude>
So now you better stop
And rebuild all your ruins
For peace and trust
can win the day
Despite of all your losing

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Immigrant Song
Great White



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