Whirling dust in morning air Two warriors in the ring With the strength of two great bears They make their weapons sing Sparks fly high when steel meets steel And no one can believe That these two men are best friends not enemies They lash out with ferocious force The fight grows more intense But each avoid the other's sword As if by seventh sense Their muscles ache, their bones are sore But none of them will yield They fight a two-man practice war as enemies Faster, stronger Fight until your dying breath Fiercer, harder This is a matter of life and death Full on fight in training It's the way of vikings Every muscle straining It's the way of the Jomsvikings These men aim to shatter It's the way of vikings This is how we battle It's the way of the Jomsvikings Whirling dust in morning air Two warriors in the ring With the strength of two great bears They make their weapons sing Sparks fly high when steel meets steel And no one can believe That these two men are best friends not enemies Sun beats down with intense heat The swordsmen start to break Pain shoots through their tired feet With every step they take In this fight of iron wills One man takes a knee The other goes for the kill like an enemy Faster, stronger Fight until your dying breath Fiercer, harder This is a matter of life and death Full on fight in training It's the way of vikings Every muscle straining It's the way of the Jomsvikings These men aim to shatter It's the way of vikings This is how we battle It's the way of the Jomsvikings