1. Death Of Ferdia

On this bloodstained land
I will make my stand
And my honour will defend

Ferdia oh, my friend
This will be the end
When this spear will leave my hand.

Fight with me!
Choose your weapon today!
Let it be all or any, today you're both brother and prey

Draw your sword!
Cast your spear to me!
Ferdia! Come face your brother
Come face the Hound of Cullan!

I care not whether I die
tomorrow or next year,
If my deeds live after me.

My soul dies here with you
Brother, see you
In Tir nan nOg.
My spear pierces your heart, and strikes mine twice as hard
Today, there will be no victory

Yet again, my brother,
My hands are covered in your blood
This time not heal your wounds.

Fate wanted us to live as brothers
And die as foes
Woe onto Eireann, for the greatest of warriors has fallen.

2. Gergovia

7 times a hundred roman souls
46 centurions slain on Gergovia's hill
700 skulls to celebrate the gods
As they bless the name of Vercingetorix

The eagle spreading his wings
Has darkened our sun
Our forage destroyed,
Our crop is watered in blood
Legions invincible march of Gaul
One by one tribes are paying the toll
I heard of a hero who would stop all of this
And reign over Gaul as a king
I heard of a man who will triumph over Rome
Vercingetorix

Caesar entrenched camp outside their fort
And captured a high hill from where he laid siege
Centurions advanced
To ensure the Gauls have surrended
Legions invincible launch the attack
One by one tribes pay the toll
Oblivious of what's hidden within the walls
Gergovia the glorious had a new king
Hailing their leader the Gauls shouted loud: Vercingetorix

Caesar roared as the legions charged
Ordering to retreat – recedite!!
Blinded by blood thirst his army attacked
and ignored his command
Crying for victory marching to death
Hailing "Caesar, Caesar!" to their last breath

3. Days Of High Adventure

Sword at side or pen to write
Our weapon in our heart more than in our hand.

To fall in the line or stand back to sing
We witnessed the glory of many heroes' end.

We've marched aside the greatest of all,
Whoever that is only the soul can tell.
We sang for those who could never rest
The Days of High Adventure,
In our chests, will never end.

Aeons long gone and places unseen...
Our life is lost between what wil be and what has been.

Commanding a fleet or sounding a charge
Our souls will fill with ecstacy when we draw our swords

We'll never forget when we reigned on Aquilonia,
Or fought aside the Albino Prince,
Wear the Ring, Ride the Dragon, draw the Sword out of the Stone
And blow your last breath into the Horn!

We've always been there
We are the Riders of Doom
One fate: Sword and Shield
In Days of High Adventure
We are born to die on the battlefield.

4. Steel Of My Axe

Horns in the distance, resound through the air
The trebuchet's shape standst tall.
Attack is imminent, but I have no fear
I won't be dethroned.
As in 1282, when flames reached the sky,
I am ready again to swing my axe
And sound the horn to charge the besiegers
The hunters are hunted again.
I am born a king and will die a king
The blade of my axe is my witness.
The deceivers' blood paved my way to the throne
Now I am here to stay!
God's fire of hate and destruction is here to kill,
But I shall triumph once again by the steel of my axe!
I sharpened my blade for all these years
Waiting to take my revenge.
The heads of those who tried to dethrone me
Will taste te cold steel, and then roll.
I took my path, my decisions are made
I now cheer with blood in my horn.
I reign my kingdom, your o nly choice to obey,
Speak to my axe then to me.
I am born a king and will die a king
The blade of my axe is my witness.
Deceivers' blood paves my way to the throne
I am here to stay!
God's fire of hate and destruction is here to ki.
I shall triumph once again by the steel of my axe!
I hail this land, my kingdom again
No mercy for the deceivers
Axe at my side, my reign is of steel
As of steel is my pride

5. Claidheamh Solais (Sword Of Light)

Through the tales
The legend lived
A Sword of Salvation
At the side of
The greatest kings
Brought Hope and Destruction
A light that shone
Of ancient strength,
Arose from the Earth
From green misty hills
To swing in frostbitten lands
Forged by the Gods
The Sword that was made for Man
Caladvwlch, bring us all to Victory!
Blade of Doom, ruler of Man's Destiny!
I chant your countless names:
Sword of Light, Sword of Doom
Caladcholg
The rainbow beam
Connacht's Defender
Caliburn
Cymric Heir
Of the best of Йireann
A golden hilt
For a silver hand
Who ruled the first reign
Crusher of Evil
Its power will one day return
When the white lord is vanquished
The fire of our faith will burn
Caladvwlch, bring us all to victory!
Blae of Doom, ruler of Man's Destiny!
I chant your countless names:
Sword of Light, Sword of Doom

6. Thundercult

Upon this twisted land
And consecrated by the Gods' touch
I shall create the cult of myself
Where the sky and earth and divine fire
are one
I shall create my Thundercult.

May the sensation of the Thunder
Descend onto me
I am thunder, I am divine
I am the Thundercult.

May the thunder be in my hand
In my chest and my voice
May I be a living Thundercult

May the sensation of the thunder
Descend onto me
I am thunder, I am divine
I am the thundercult.
This way the sentence from above
Shall manifest itself
Thus the cult was consecrated,
The Throne of Thunder is mine.

7. Luni

Head toward the island
On its shores we saw a cross
Priests of the new white god
Who want to replace our pagan faith
Approach to a silent land,
On which holy chants resound
Give them a dreadful lesson
The Raven flies over the Dove
May I die in Odin's name, the monks shall be tortured and slain
This is now land of the greatest of all
May I kill in Odin's name
No crosses and churches shall stand against our sky
Guide me Odin,
Guide me, I'll leave this land burning for you
Guide the faithful to the end.
Lay me on a board,
Bring me to the priest
Let me enter the temple
Of the White Lord of the Heavens
Let me avenge my faters
By holding this priest's head
Go forth now my warriors
And burn this town to the ground.
May I die in Odin's name, the monks shall be tortured and slain
This is now land of the greatest of all
May I kill in Odin's name
No crosses and churches shall stand against our sky
Guide me Odin,
Guide me, I'll leave this land burning for you
Guide the faithful to the end.

8. Once Glorious

At the feet of the mountains
On this hills of ancient pride
I lay my eyes on the endless lake
And still I can hear the stories that it spake...
Of a folk that tried its steel
And found death on the battlefield

Once glorious! Once mine!
These hills are no longer alive
With the spirit of this valiant Tribe

Wirdomar made the final stand
The wolf breastfed descendants
save by crying geese
thereafter shadowed this wooden land
Our valleys witnessed no kings since
the day Lugh hid in the lakes

Once glorious! Once mine!
These hills are no longer alive
With the spirit of this valiant Tribe

9. The Great Horn

From my infinite journey I, at last, return
To my native lands, of the ancient gods of old

Under a boulder I found the legendary great horn
The moment is here to fight for the harp of gold.

Warriors
From all of the nation come to answer the call
Warriors
The moment of truth is here, the nation calls.

Its magical power I will release onto the land
And summon the army at my father's command.

Foes as black as bog oak and brown as wet sand
The nation arises once again, a proud last stand.

Warriors
From all of the nation come to answer the call
Warriors
The moment of truth is here, the nation calls.

And what I thought was destined to remain a memory
Before my eyes became splendid truth

All the heroes of the tales of old are now gathered
By the sound of the Great Horn.