Varyags Of MIklagard

Miklagaard has been our home For twenty years or more We've lent our axes, spears and swords In service of the emperor We are loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to a violent grave Our loyalty was always firm We kept our given word On these southern battlefields Our northern war cries roared Battles have been fought Many gave their lives But all who died by axe and sword Were called to hall up high Our time here is now at end Can't help but reminisce A cold spring day, so long ago When we set out to sea We set out from Svitjod's shores With dreams of fame and gold And the work of weaving Norns Was unknown We were loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to the grave It's time to take farewell We have been resolved From the sacred oath we gave It's time to go back home Our time here is now at end Our memories will stay Of Miklagard, our southern home Until the end of days We set out from Svitjod's shores With honor and rewards We return back home We return back home With honor and rewards We return back home We return, we return We return back home We return, we return We return back home