Coalesce Immigrant Song Letras:
Ah, 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, singing and crying:
Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will
be the western shore.

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Ah, 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, can whisper tales
of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are
your overlords.

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will
be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your
ruins, For peace and trust can win the day despite
of all your losing.
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