Daily Dosage of…Pop?
(lol, April Fools!)
Ah-ah-ahh…ah!
Ah-ah-ahh…ah!
We come from the land of the ice and snow
With the midnight sun, where the hot-springs glow
Hammer of the Gods
Will drive our ships to new lands
To fight the Hordes, sing and cry
Valhalla, I am coming home
On we sweep…with threshing oars
Our only goal will be the western shore
Ah-ah-ahh…ah!
Ah-ah-ahh…ah!
We come from the land of the ice and snow
With the midnight sun, where the hot-springs glow
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 oars
Our only goal will be the western shore
So now you’d better stop and rebuild all your ruins
For peace and trust can win the day
Despite of all your losing
