The Great Heathen Army

In eight hundred sixty-five The year of our Lord They have arrived to take our lives These vicious demons of the North So kneel, repent your sins You know there's nowhere you can run But we all know it deep within Salvation will never come As they landed on our shores Ten thousand warriors from the North They killed our King and marched on York One by one our lands will fall The Great Heathen Army We all fear the battle call Of the Great Heathen Army God has forsaken us Our faith and belief is crushed The Great Heathen Army Charge! Two hundred ships set sail A massive Viking fleet This quest will never fail Our army doesn't know defeat So make your final stand Father, brother, son Your death is soon at hand You will be overrun We've travelled far to claim our right With vengeance for our father's death we fight We'll put your King's head on a spike One by one your lands will fall The Great Heathen Army Hear our mighty battle call The Great Heathen Army Nothing now will hold us back So be prepared come the attack The Great Heathen Army Hail to the Great Heathen Army Bow to the Great Heathen Army Hail to the Great Heathen Army Bow to the Great Heathen Army Hail! Hail! The Great Heathen Army Hail! Hail! The Great Heathen Army

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 22, 2025