Split the sky asunder,
Noble huntress Of the clan.In your left hand raise the sword
In your right hand cast a spear.
Summon all the thieves and bastards
Hiding in the woodlandCrack their skulls into the cauldron,
For invading our frontier
The shadows fall, the hammer falls
The stone is placed above us allForge our weapons in the furnace,
Soar to heights like oak trees tallDo not beg before me,
I will not head your appeals
With your final words be
Grateful you died by Irish steelDo not crawl before us,
For your fate has been revealed
The heavens will not,
Desecrate their gates with your admittanceDo not beg before me,
I will not head your appeals
With your final words
Be gratefully you died by Irish steel
Do not beg before me,
Your fate has been revealedDo not crawl before me,
I'll not head your appealSon of flesh I cast you out,
Into exile forever henceFlidais rides again,
Flidais rides againShe is the forest and she is the rain,
She is the huntress and,
She is the prey,
She is the dusk,
She is the dawn,
She is the moon,
She is the sun(keyboard solo)See her bellow out,
See her,
See her,
Bellow out in anger,
See her raise the infant fawn
She is drawn by a cart of cervidaeShe is here,
She is gone,
She is here,
She is gone,
She is gone
Songwriters
TIM MILLAR, MOE CARLSON, LUKE HOSKIN, ARIF MIRABDOLBAGHI, RODY WALKERPublished by
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