Limb From Limb

Split the sky asunder

Noble huntress of the clan

In your left hand raise the sword

In your right hand cast the spear.

Summon all the thieves and bastards hiding in the woodland

Crack their skulls into cauldron for invading our frontier.

The shadows fall, the hammer falls, the stone is placed above us all.

We forge our weapons in the furnace, soar to heights like oak trees tall.

Do not beg before me, I'll not heed your appeals

With your final words be grateful you died by Irish steel

Do not crawl before us, your fate has been revealed.

The heavens will not desecrate their gates with your admittance

Do not beg before me, I will not heed your appeals

With your final words be grateful you died by Irish steel

Do not beg before me, your fate has been revealed.

Do not crawl before me, I'll not heed your appeals

Son of flesh, I cast you out into exile forever hence.

Flidais rides again

Flidais rides again

She is the forest, she is the rain

She is the huntress, she is the... {prey}

She is the dusk and

She is the dawn

She is the moon and

She is the sun

See her bellow out

See her, see her

See her bellow out in anger,

See her raise the infant fawn

She is drawn by a cart of cervidae,

She is here, she is gone

She is here, she is gone

She is gone.