Nordic Skies

Standing at the prow of my dragon ship its the dawn of a day
A day we sail south to a foreign land and I'm leading the way
Silently carving through the sea we raise up our oars
The wind in our sails will guide us to these foreign shores

Our lookout sights a monastery on the shores up ahead
Surrounded by Christian monks who'll soon be dead
Pagan warriors jumping into shallow sea
Charging up the barren beach all following me

Monks screaming all around
Their monastery burning to the ground
As we drowned their bodies in the sea so grey
Where was their god this day

The expression of pain on a monks face as i plunge in my sword
In his final desperate he cries for his lord
Their home now burns around them in the dusk of the day
Their land now plundered and bloodied as we sail away

Monks screaming all around
Their monastery burning to the ground
As we drowned their bodies in the sea so grey
Where was their god this day