Surtur Barbaar Maritime

At night, the storms gripped our fleet
 Arctic monuments burst asunder
 Never surrender the choir of Gods
 With beasts on our side we enter land
 Do not ever dare to roam the sacred grove unchained
 Now, as your path is lost
 Crawl
 Hordes o hordes... destroy the temples of the North
 We shall set sails ahead!
 We are now presentees on the ship of the fertile Vanr
 Offered a fest of slaughtered goats
 Bare the precious marrow, bawl with strength
 Midgard is ours, ad arma!
 Surrender your limbs to the wrath of Midgard's defenders
 Now, as your motion flags
 Crawl
 Hordes o hordes... as bones of the beasts of burden crack
 We shall set sails ahead!
 Barren shores loom, wretches bark at a devoured moon
 Now, as the wolf's unleashed
 Crawl!