Miklagaard has been our home For twenty years or more We've lent our axes, spears and swords In service of the emperor We are loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to a violent grave Our loyalty was always firm We kept our given word On these southern battlefields Our northern war cries roared Battles have been fought Many gave their lives But all who died by axe and sword Were called to hall up high Our time here Is now at end Can't help but reminisce A cold spring day So long ago When we set out to sea We! Set out from Svitjod's Shores! With dreams of fame and Gold! And! The work of weaving Norn's! Was for us unknown We were loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to the grave It's time to take farewell We have been resolved From the sacred oath we gave It's time to go back home Out time here Is now at end Our memories will stay Of Miklagaard Our southern home Until the end of days We! Set out for Svitjod's Shores! With honor and Rewards! We return back Home! We return back Home! With honor and Rewards! We return back Home!