From the western realm they marched

Through thunder, storm and rain

On a mission to quell the snakes.

[King Haakon:]

-You will search every hole

And turn every stick and stone.

Bring them out to light.

The hooves were pounding over the northland

While the battle cries rise high,

Shaking up the distant skies.

The reaper had them close at hand

Not losing them out of sight

From early morning until the night.

From the southern realm they marched

To gaze into their eyes

Illuminate all the lies

[King Menved:]

-No mercy will be shown

To stop their reckless minds

Burn them out and make them blind

[King Haakon:]

-Pace onward you boldest of men

Our time will come when we reach the end

We will descend

[King Menved:]

-In the mist of the twilight tonight

When the sky is clear and the stars shine bright

Their land we'll smite.

*sainte