Lyrics:

Disparate warring tribes of the Viking nation
They waged warfare
They belonged there

No woman by his side
He had cast his eye on a maiden
On a princess

Shock head tangle hair
No maiden by his side
For he had cast his eye on a princess

Sent his men to acclaim
Sent her men to decline

Conquer this land
Sword in your hand
Anchor in sand
Storms you withstand

Will you, will you conquer this land?
With you, with you, me at your hand
In a while
Sacred vow

Dishonour wasn't meant by her keen rejection
To be his maiden
To be his woman

Shock head tangle hair
No maiden by his side
For he had cast his eye on a princess

Sent his men to acclaim
Sent her men to decline

Conquer this land
Sword in your hand
Anchor in sand
Storms you withstand

Will you, will you conquer this land?
With you, with you, me at your hand
In a while
Sacred vow

He made the solemn vow for her sake
Ten years of growth and conquest
Conquer this land
Sword in your hand
Anchor in sand
Storms you withstand

Will you, will you conquer this land?
With you, with you, me at you hand
Until you love me so as you land
You will
You shall be king
In a while
Sacred vow