Eurytmihöyskole
Many years ago, I found a path
Well grown again, there was no shortcut
Forest and scrub, took the knife
In wood and haste we trod, because it was prophesied
Follow the owl's ul, ka has he hidden
Now we have dressed bare, and from all together we leave
We tie ourselves fast , to the ship's mast
Now we're on our way again
Through the storm, through the rain
Like an Åsgårdsrei
And we go, never tired...
(ååååh, stop)
Washed on the beach, a foreign land
On the horizon, I went to the front
The spirit of rebellion, and ax in hand
With the sins of darkness we have melted the camp of resistance
They might resist, now only remain
We kill everything and go out the next back way
Everything is laid waste, count the dead
Now I'm on my way again
Through the storm, through the rain
Like a mountain range
And we go, never tired
STROKE!
(I said)
STROKE!

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