Somerled

Is it right to ally with your rival?

IS your freedom worth the price to pay?

As the Red Hand died, it all led to war

Viking blood in my veins drives me further,

Scottish pride leads the way to be free

Will the Kingdom of Isles be my destiny?

The drums are calling after dawn, fires burning shine so bright

Sail, sail away, longboat hoard on the sea

For the Lord of the Isles, Scots and Norse will be free

Fight for our dream, the Black Hand's stranglehold we'll defeat

Somerled, son of Gillebride they call me

Thane of Argyle, the land of my youth

Now my destiny leads me towards the sea

Fight them at night of the Epiphany

Cut them down on the Isle Of Man

A new kingdom of freedom is what shall remain