Protest the Hero Follow

Split the sky asunder
Noble huntress of the clan
In your left hand raise a sword, in your right hand cast a spear
Summon all the thieves and bastards hiding in the woodland

Crack their skulls in the cauldron
For invading our frontier,
Shadows fall, the hammer falls
The stone is placed above us all

We forge our weapons in the furnace
Soar to heights like oak trees tall

Do not beg before me, I'll not heed your appeal
With your final words be grateful you died by Irish steel
Do not crawl before us, your fate has been revealed
The heavens will not desecrate their gates with your admittance
Do not beg before me, I will not heed your appeal
With your final words be grateful you died by Irish steel
Do not beg before me, your fate has been revealed
Do not crawl before me, I will not heed your appeal

Son of flesh
I cast you out into exile forever hence
Flidais rides again
Flidais rides again

She is the forest, she is the rain
She is the huntress, she is the..
She is the dusk and she is the dawn
She is the moon and she is the sun

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