From the Volga to [bad word] Our dragon-prows now [bad word] 
From the North and as far East
As the fabled City of the Kings!
From the Volga to [bad word] Our horde has known no defeat!
From the North and as far West
As Greenland's grim, frostbitten Hel!

From the Volga to [bad word] 
Pull relentless on the oars!
From the night into the day
Fortune's on our side, boys!
From the Volga to [bad word] Raise your voices in this song: [bad word] with swords of steel in hand

Shouted the warriors
And plans they laid out
On how to win this battle...
Shouted the warriors
And plans they laid out
On how to win this battle...

From the Volga to [bad word] Our dragon-prows now [bad word] 
From the North and as far East
As the fabled City of the Kings!
From the Volga to [bad word] Our horde has known no defeat!
From the North and as far West
As Greenland's grim, frostbitten Hel!

From the Volga to [bad word] Resound roars of berserkergang!
From the mountains to the sea
Burn the pyres of victory!
From the Volga to [bad word] Odin's fires doth rain down!
From the sea we came as beasts
With dragon-claw and monster-lust!

Vikings preparing for the fight,
Climbing aboard their ships -
And in the cold of early morn
They raise their swords!

From the North and as far West
As Greenland's grim, frostbitten Hel!
From the Volga to [bad word] Resound roars of berserkergang!
From the mountains to the sea
Burn the pyres of victory!
From the Volga to [bad word] Odin's fires doth rain down!
From the sea we came as beasts
With dragon-claw and monster-lust!
From the Volga to [bad word] Our dragon-prows now [bad word] 

Over waves, past Kraken-teeth,
We leave behind Gibraltar...
The horizon's embers slowly fade
As we bid the sun a last farewell:

Vikings preparing for the fight,
Climbing aboard their ships -
And in the cold of early morn
They raise their swords!