Text: Yngwie Malmsteen. Facing The Animal. Heathens from the North.

Heathens from the north, yeah, hey

Dress in armour, bring your sword and shield
And your lucky charm
In dragon ships we'll sail the seven seas
Under guiding stars

Into battle, we will ride
Gods will follow by your side, yeah

Heathens from the north
Heathens from the north, yeah

The air is still, the bodies cold and pale
They'll never live to tell about the slaughter
When battlegrounds ran red
Gave them hell

Into battle, sense of pride
We're forever shining bright, yeah

Heathens from the north
Heathens from the north, yeah

Yeah, hey, heathens from the north
Heathens from the north, hey

We are immortal
Ever shining bright

Heathens from the north, yeah