Immigrant Song Lyrics - Coalesce

Ah, 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, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming! 

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore 

Ah, ah 

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