Dead Man's Glory

They came from the North
Pillaging hoards
Clamouring to rape and defile
As their Longships break shore
The horn blast of war
Shatters the still of our Emerald Isle

Erin go bragh
Raising our Cliadheamh-mor
We'll send them below
Their only clemency
Be the dead man's glory

Now blood paints the sand
As we make our stand
Driving them back to the water
Destiny calls
The heathen must fall
Preserving this land for our sons and our daughters

Erin go bragh
Raising our Cliadheamh-mor
We'll send them below
Their only clemency
Be the dead man's glory

Men of the Eire
Summon your will and burn bright
And rise for your Mother Isle
Victory's in sight
Brothers, be brave
And we live as they die 'neath the Irish sky

(Ooh-oh-oh ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Ooh-oh-oh ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Into the fray
Hear your brothers wail

Erin go bragh
Raising our Cliadheamh-mor
We'll send them below
Their only clemency
Be the dead man's glory

Erin go bragh
Raising our Cliadheamh-mor
We'll send them below
Their only clemency
Be the dead man's glory