Wake Up Sleepers

Arise the north
Old Viking blood
We could be great
Sans heads in mud

You let them hold you
Gripped in fear
Let’s build an old-new
Kingdom here

“Nay” and “Nonny”
Tell to them
“This land is ours
we’re not your hens!”

Beat the dust
Away from arms
Build a country
Free from harm

(…or just keep sleeping, life’s so great.
If you think servitude is our fate)

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