Protest The Hero Limb From Limb
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 woodland
crack thier skulls into the couldron,
for invading our frontier
the shadows fall, the hammer falls
the stone is placed above us all
forge our weapons in the furnace,
soar to heights like oak trees tall
Do not beg before me,
i will not head your appeals
with your final words be
gratefull you died by Irish steel
Do not crawl befor us,
for your fate has been revealed
The heavens will not,
desecrate thier gates with your admittance
Do not beg before me,
i will not head your appeals
with your final words
be gratefull you died by Irish steel
do not beg before me,
your fate has been revealed
Do not crawl before me,
i'll not head your appeal
Son of flesh i cast you out,
into exile forever hence
Flidais rides again,
Flidais rides again
She 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 cervidae
she is here,
she is gone,
she is here,
she is gone,
she is gone
