The long northern winter has comenWe march through the snow that reminds us our homenThe three Lodbrok brothers command usnUbbe, Halvdane and Ivarr the Boneless.nnSitting here by the firenI look to the army that frightens the worldnLoud norsemen laughters resound through the airnWe don't fear the death for our life was decided by Fate.nnThe vikings have comenHere's the pagan hordenAim to the walls!nnPrepare the siege machinesnAim to the walls,nThe assault has begun,nAttack!nnTear down the wall!nnCome to me, Sons of the NorthnThis quest will be always recallednAs the terror that came from the North!