Tain Bo Cuailgne lyrics

Song information

Artist: Cruachan
Album: Tuatha Na Gael

Lyrics

I see a battle-a blonde man
With much blood about his belt
And a hero-halo 'round his head
Whole hosts he will destroy

His jaws are settled in a snarl
He wears a looped, red tunic
In thousands you will yield your heads
His form dragonish in the fray

A giant on the plain I see
Doing battle with the host
Holding in each of his two hands
Four gore ladened battle-axes

I see him hurling against that host
Two gae-bolga and a spear
He towers on the battle field
In breastplate and red cloak

Across the bladed chariot wheel
The warped warrior deals death
That fair from I first beheld
Melted to a mis-shape
I see him moving into the fray
Take warning, watch him well
Cuchulainn, suailtim's son!
Making dense massacre

The blood starts from warriors wounds
-Total ruin, at his touch
Torn corpses, women wailing
Because of him-the forge hound

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