Lyrics - Tain Bo Cuailgne by Cruachan

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 handsfour 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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