Immigrant Song

<p>Ah, ah<br/>We come from the land of the ice and snow<br/>From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow<br/>The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands<br/>To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!<br/>On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore<br/>Ah, ah<br/>We come from the land of the ice and snow<br/>From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow<br/>How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore<br/>Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords<br/>On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore<br/>So now you&#x27;d better stop and rebuild all your ruins<br/>For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing