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Great battalions of the Fianna rose,
That day to fight the armies of Mal,
Banners and flags cover the skies.

The sun blinding the warriors,
Swords and shields clash,
Blood curdling screams,
Many bodies pile high,
A horn bellows,
A standing stone to the sky!

Smoke and flame,
Spears and banners ablaze,
Embers crumbling into the earth,
Warriors and heroes dead.
The waves of the shore pass over them…

With many dead on both sides,
The Fianna came with Luideagh’s son
To put an end to Mal for good.
Luidheagh’s son and Mal met face to face,
Ready to deliver the finishing blow,
To this battle.

In the end Luidheagh made a cast
Pouring power into his spear.

It broke through Mal and burst his heart,
Exploding out through his body clear.

The Fianna roared and sang out loud,
From every field and every plain.

Luideagh’s son and Aoife,
Would stay together ‘till the end.

Finn climbed high,
And called the Fianna brave.

“The enemy has broken,
We have won!”

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