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Rain like nails upon my skin

Squinting towards the sea

The waves are high, trembles the hull

The wind is cold as death

Oars and sails bring forth our kin

And keeps our Skeið straight forward

The longships are insidious

Clinker construction

Light, fast and amphibious

Great handicrafts

On the prow Drekkar are carved

Spreading fear to the enemy

Tactical superiority

Makes us invincible

Howling Gale

Led Astray

Mysterious new land

We Came Across

And Found Helluland

Finally, mainland, we’ll disembark

Beneath our feet are slabs of rock

Doubting this barren land

With the abundance of Melrakkar

We have reached Markland

White sand and tall trees descried

Send home the timber

Our Knarr has left the berth, but we’ll carry on!

Confront the Skrælingjar

The final voyage did ensue

The enticing Vinland

Howling gale

Led Astray

Mysterious New Land

They Came Across

And Found Helluland

To Markland

To Vinland

A secret passage

To the new world

Seafarers of the North

Five Hundred years before

They went ashore

We Found Helluland