Great White

(Page, Plant)
Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the Gods
Will drive our ships to new lands
To fight the horde, and singing and crying:
"Valhalla I am coming."
On we sweep with, with threshing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.
Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green