In the crimson dawn, we wake to greet the final day Soon our emerald fields will run with blood, echo with pain We defend our shores, in the face of unfair odds Giving honor with our deaths to the ancient gods
Will your eyes be the last thing I see? Morrigan, bring us to glory!
Rise! Against the tide! Man and bride, proud warriors so bright Fight for the Isle And your smile will follow me through death
Together with our mothers, Sisters, husbands, fathers, brothers, sons We go into battle as one Behind twin bronze shields we shed our blood upon our rings of gold Our motal lives fading to ghosts of old
Will your eyes be the last thing I see? Morrigan, bring us to glory!
Rise! Against the tide! Man and bride, proud warriors so bright Fight for the Isle And your smile will follow me through death
This dire morn We soaked the ground a bloody red Fianna born Fionn mac Cumhail, lead us all The ancient Irish dead
Will your eyes be the last thing I see? Morrigan, bring us to glory!
Rise! Against the tide! Man and bride, proud warriors so bright Fight for the Isle And your smile will follow me through deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
