Onward To Eireann

The voice of Tuan:

They soared upon the wind above the crimson peaks of Connemara

As witchcraft filled their sails, they travelled on

Towards the hills of Rein, to conquer Eireann from the Fir Bolg's grasp

Thus spoke mighty Nuada, king of the Tuatha de Danann

Nuada, King of the Tuatha de Danann:

Mighty Sun-God Lug, we hear thy call to battle

May thy gaze of fire bless our blades

We sailed forth from the sun, for in this land we'll settle

The land of our forefathers, shores of Nemed

Ravenwinged warwitches ride the wind

To bring our enemies death and despair

The strength of our swords and all mystic forces on our side

The powers of Earth and Water, Fire and Air

Marching onward, onward to Eireann

The land which once was ours, proud island clad in green

Towards the vast plains of Magh Nia - HEY!

To Belgatan our warriors march - HEY!

Here we hide within the Black Hill's shadow

We rest 'neath the might of mount Belgatan

To test the power of our enemies blades

Awaiting the battles to come

Like the power of an earthquake our warriors stand

Here by the hillsides of Belgatan

Ready and willing to loose the bond

Which binds the spirit to mortal form

The voice of Tuan:

Then finally came the day when the two hostile forces' champions met

They took the test of strength, a blood-bond was declared

Breas Beautiful and Streng decided that the island might be shared

But both their kings refused and thus they met their fate

Nuada:

The huge plain of Magh Nia shall be the battleground

May our enemies' heads ride high upon our spears

So march my warriors bold, for we are glorybound

We are the Tuatha de Danann and we know no fears

Beneath the Raven-banners our shining army rides

Feel our thirst to challenge the worm-god's powers

We've got the fearsome magic of the thricefold Badb on our side

So by tomorrow's nightfall all Eireann will be ours