Striking with pure surprise, the attack had shocked the village
The occupants taken unaware by Vikings come cross the sea
Echoes of the day linger, as the memory of catastrophe is fresh
The villagers were frantically trying to hide, surviving disaster
Pillaging, crying havok, Vikings destroyed the village in fire
The black smoke lifting, flames create a massive death pyre
Children of the raids will remember, all the dark days
And live to begin the revenge attack cycles over again
