Oh splenderous lande of thundere, where elder wordes outliv'd the times And northern wyndes still raise, this aulde pagan hearte of mine So afar from home, I've sail'd acrosse all seven seas Many a battle was won, many a foe's last breathe I've seen But here's the place where once this northern son was borne And here's the place where (oh) this hearte of pagan line belonges I will fighte, I'm a Heathen Warrior Noble fame on my minde Hail me nowe, I'm a Heathen Warrior Avow'd to leade an epic life I'm a Heathen Warrior Oh many suns did passe since I had left aulde Asa lande Forefathers' waye, nowe outlaw'd by foreigne hands And I heare the blathering of "There is but one god ..." But nevere was I borne to kneele before a strange foreigne crosse I will fighte, I'm a Heathen Warrior Noble prowesse on my minde Hail me nowe, I'm a Heathen Warrior Avow'd to leade an epic life Be thou hail'd, Heathen Warrior Noble prowesse on thy minde Unconquer'd swordsman, Northern Warrior Bold and brave be thy fighte Hail me nowe, I'm a Heathen Warrior Pagan glory I shall strive Thou art not conquer'd as longe as thy hearte is free Bolde and brave be my fighte I'm a Heathen Warrior