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Vikings, It's time to go home Video (MV)




Performed By: LORRIDI
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Jan Magne Garte




LORRIDI - Vikings, It's time to go home Lyrics




The wind sings a dirge, across the icy plain
Bloodstains on the dirt, a story of pain
We've raided far and wide, with axes keen and bright
But battles left behind, no longer fill our sight

Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home

The halls of Valhalla, hold promises of might
But there's a longing in our hearts, for the fire's gentle light
For wives and sons, and the land where we were born
For fields of green and barley, where we'll spend the coming morn

Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home

Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home
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The wind sings a dirge, across the icy plain
Bloodstains on the dirt, a story of pain
We've raided far and wide, with axes keen and bright
But battles left behind, no longer fill our sight

Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home

The halls of Valhalla, hold promises of might
But there's a longing in our hearts, for the fire's gentle light
For wives and sons, and the land where we were born
For fields of green and barley, where we'll spend the coming morn

Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home

Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home
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Writer: Jan Magne Garte
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