Split the sky asunder,nNoble huntress Of the clan.nnIn your left hand raise the swordnIn your right hand cast a spear.nSummon all the thieves and bastardsnHiding in the woodlandnnCrack their skulls into the cauldron,nFor invading our frontiernThe shadows fall, the hammer fallsnThe stone is placed above us allnnForge our weapons in the furnace,nSoar to heights like oak trees tallnnDo not beg before me,nI will not head your appealsnWith your final words benGrateful you died by Irish steelnnDo not crawl before us,nFor your fate has been revealednThe heavens will not,nDesecrate their gates with your admittancennDo not beg before me,nI will not head your appealsnWith your final wordsnBe gratefully you died by Irish steelnDo not beg before me,nYour fate has been revealednnnnDo not crawl before me,nI'll not head your appealnnSon of flesh I cast you out,nInto exile forever hencennFlidais rides again,nFlidais rides againnnShe is the forest and she is the rain,nShe is the huntress and,nShe is the prey,nShe is the dusk,nShe is the dawn,nShe is the moon,nShe is the sunnn(keyboard solo)nnSee her bellow out,nSee her,nSee her,nBellow out in anger,nSee her raise the infant fawnnShe is drawn by a cart of cervidaennShe is here,nShe is gone,nShe is here,nShe is gone,nShe is gone