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

• Achilles Last Stand
• All My Love
• Babe, I'm Gonna Leave You
• Black Dog
• Celebration Day
• Communication Breakdown
• D'yer Mak'er
• Dazed & Confused
• Good Times Bad Times
• Heartbreaker
• Houses of The Holy
• Immigrant Song
• In The Evening
• Kashmir
• Misty Mountain Hop
• No Quarter
• Nobody's Fault but Mine
• Ramble On
• Rock & Roll
• Since I've Been Loving You
• Stairway to Heaven
• The Battle of Evermore
• The Rain Song
• The Song Remains The Same
• Trampled Under Foot
• Whole Lotta Love