She is the huntress, she is the
Tonight beg before me and I’ll heed your appeal
She is drawn by a God of sovereignty
So our hides are like oak tree stumps
Flidais rides again
The heavens would not desecrate their games with your admittance
She is the forest, she is the rain
Just know this place could burn us all
She is the dusk and she is the dawn
With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel
Do not beg before me, I will not heed your appeal
She is the moon and she is the sun
See her bellow out, see her, see her
Do not crawl before us, your fate has been revealed
Bellow out in anger
Summon all the thieves and bastards hiding in the woodland
We forge our weapons in the furnace
Into exile for reverence
See her raise an infant fawn
She is here, she is gone
For invading our front and she’ll stop the hammer fall
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
She is here, she is gone
Crack their skulls in the cauldron
Flidais rides again
With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel
