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As the winds blow across Uisneach

Lugh prepares to attack

Driving the fomorians back to their lands

To send a message of war to balor!

No more shall we stand idle by

As our kin and our lands are oppressed

The Sun is setting on our shores

from the east and in the west

Lugh grabed his spear and his shield

and Launched himself through the wind

And as the fomor ran in terror

Lugh set upon them

ATTACK!

With blood on his ancient shield

He drove his spear into fomorian hide

Relentless with Rage,Fighting till the end

The bodies strewn and scattered

Crushing bone with tempered steel

Through armour battered and worn

The Call of war rings through theplains

As the horns bellow a new age

Ancient kings of Dana

 look upon,Lugh with pride

Many warriors will fall and heroes will bleed

Till our lands are free

Forevermore

He made a end of eight nines of them

The last nine protected by the king

To send word back,to the tyrant balor

And tell the story from beginning to end

As the fires burn on the distant hills

And the waves crash upon Lochlann

The tides of battle are set in stone

As the flames flicker and die

Nuada and Lugh look to the horizion

Horns of war proclaim!

A great battle will take place soon

The Wrath of Balor comes forth!

War!!!!

As the fires and flames flicker and die.....