F#m (x2)
F#m
Ahahaaa, ahh
Ahahaaa, ahh
A E
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
E A F#m
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
F#m
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands
To fight the horde, sing and cry
A E E A F#m
Valhalla, I am coming!
A B
On we sweep with threshing oar
C (dead silence)
Our only goal will be the western shore.
F#m
Ahahaaa, ahh
Ahahaaa, ahh
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.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruin
F#m G7
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing
|F#m | | | G7|
|F#m | | | G7 |
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
|F#m | G7|F#m | G7|
F#m G7 F#m G7
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
F#m G7 F#m F#m
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh...
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