Raid

Connor-Gemmel The moon was bright above the bay Our blood ran cold at what we saw Upon the sea a fleet did lay A score of Viking craft or more We watched the Nordic devils land And fought the battle on the shore Our dead soon lay upon the sand The Danes had won this bloody war Vikings, they came Vikings, they've slain Vikings, they came Vikings, they've slain Put us in chains We sailed the world in Viking ships Doomed to life upon the waves Unless the helmsman cracks his whip And kills another Celtic slave