They know who they’ve tread upon
And they still meet our battle call
Atlantean wolves, they fight
Let hawks clean their bones
Crossed blades of iron await their faulting weary hordes
We’ve claimed the Highlands, ours by right and ours alone
And the light is falling, no dawn for Roman dogs
The last king of Pictdom leads a clan across the moor
Bring forth those who’d conquer
Light flames for them to see
Their heads will hang from my hand
This reign can never be
Forced south they’re hiding, they have heard our drums of war
And they’d claim the island, but can’t take our northern hold
And the light is falling, no dawn for Roman dogs
The last king of Pictdom leads a clan across the moor
Bring forth those who’d conquer
Light flames for them to see
Their heads will hang from my hand
This reign can never be
Cry in the night
The last of them dies and I feel the calm hush in the night
The silence is broken by wolves of the fight
Dark turns to light
The blood of the fools is stained to the stone
Hush in the night
The silence is broken by wolves of the fight
They know who they’ve tread upon
But they still meet our battle call
Atlantean wolves, they fight
And hawks clean their bones
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