Evoke The Demon

Calgacus:

We, the most distant dwellers upon the earth, the last of the free, have been shielded by our remoteness and by the obscurity which has shrouded our name. Beyond us lies no nation, nothing but waves and rocks... Take courage, let us prove at the first clash of arms what heroes Caledonia has been holding in reserve, the Roman army is held together by success and will be broken up by disaster!

A cold wind is blowing from the shore

Through glens and hills

The end is near and nothing will last

Take the wind and turn it to a blast

Caledonia unite

A cold wind is foreboding war

I hear the words

Which were never carved

In stone, never given

On solid ground - just sound

I hear the words

An ancient spell that

Will ignite the fire of defiance

Ascending voices intonate

To evoke the demon

Welcoming the fifth season

Of the demon

I see a line of fires

Creeping through the land

Bleeding light into the night

For all that was good and glorious

For all the ones that were and will be

Face the incoming flood of men

Ten for each pike and hand

Face the enemy!