Split the sky asunder

A noble huntress of the clan

In your left hand raise a sword, in your right hand cast a spear

Summon all the thieves and bastards (hiding in the woodland)



Crack their skulls in the cauldron

For invading our front and, 

She'll stop the hammer fall

Just know this place could burn us all



We forge our weapons in the furnace

So our eyes like oak tree's stump



(Tonight) beg before me and I'll heed your appeal

With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel

Do not crawl before us, your fate has been revealed

The heavens would not desecrate their names with your admittance

Do not bleed before me, I will not heed your appeal

With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel

Do not beg before me, your fate has been revealed

Do not crawl before me, I will not heed your appeal



Son of flesh

I cast you out into exile for reverence

Flidais rides again

Flidais rides again



She is the forest, she is the rain

She is the huntress, she is the... 

(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 bellow out in anger

See her raise the infant fawn

She is drawn by a God of sovereignty



(She is) here

(She is) gone

(She is) here

(She is) gone

She is gone