Sails of the North (Slowed)

Across black waters where the sea-wolves roam,
Searching for glory far from home.
Axes shine bright in the pale dawn haze; scouts will remember these fearless days.
Freyja sees visions in embers and flame,
Speaking of battles yet to earn their name.
Bjorn stands silent with his hand on steel,
Trusting the fate that the gods reveal.
Hear the horn echo over stone and snow,
Calling every warrior where the brave must go.
Under Odin's ravens, under Thor's great sky,
A life without courage is a life denied.
Roll through the darkness,