.5: The Gray Chapter

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Text:
[Verse 1]
From the fjords of Norway, to the far-off unknown lands,
We sailed upon the ocean, with fate in our hands.
Before Columbus sailed the seas, we found a distant shore,
Called it Vinland, wild and free – we knew there’s so much more.
With axes and with dragon ships, we rode the stormy waves,
Conquerors of sea and sky, and yet we were the brave.

[Chorus]
We are the Vikings, the wind in our sails,
From Denmark to the world, we carve out the trails.
From Vinland to the east, we sailed and we fought,
A tale of blood and glory, every battle we sought.
We touched the shores of Russia, as the Rus we became,
The legends of the Northmen – forever in flame.

[Verse 2]
Harald the Hard-Ruler, with fire in his heart,
Sought the throne of kingdoms, to tear the world apart.
Why did we seek to conquer? It’s the hunger in our soul,
To travel far and wide, to fight and take control.
Ragnar the legend, a name that still survives,
Though truth and myth entwine him, his spirit still thrives.
With hammer in one hand, and Odin's name we cried,
Across the seas, across the lands, no mountain could divide.

[Chorus]
We are the Vikings, the wind in our sails,
From Denmark to the world, we carve out the trails.
From Vinland to the east, we sailed and we fought,
A tale of blood and glory, every battle we sought.
We touched the shores of Russia, as the Rus we became,
The legends of the Northmen – forever in flame.

[Bridge]
Russia takes its name, from the Rus we sent afar,
Skalds sing of our glory, beneath the northern star.
Leif sailed to Vinland, before the maps were drawn,
We were there at dawn’s first light, before a new world was born.
We sought to live forever, in stories and in song,
A fire that never fades, in the hearts where we belong.

(solo)

[Chorus]
We are the Vikings, the wind in our sails,
From Denmark to the world, we carve out the trails.
From Vinland to the east, we sailed and we fought,
A tale of blood and glory, every battle we sought.
We touched the shores of Russia, as the Rus we became,
The legends of the Northmen – forever in flame.

[Outro]
So raise the horn and drink to the past,
To the Vikings who were built to last.
From Vinland’s shores to the Eastern skies,
The Viking flame will never die.

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