I will remember the civil war, when brothers’ blood run down the plain
Misshaped specters march the sky, winged warriors touched the land from high
The use of witchcraft burned the sky, horror appears in Fir-Bolg’s eyes
Sessair calls the great Crom, a creature beyond ancient times
Carnun sawed the dissention seeds, ever since watched my nation fade
These were the first Dissention seeds, harvest of the beast
And as the battles have begun the plain seem like a bloody veil
A nameless hero falling dead between so many other brave
Carnun sawed the dissention seeds, ever since watched my nation fade
Graves and Pillars now they rise, illusions of a haunted land
They died in vain and endless pain but in our minds they still remain
Grief in the hearts of men sighed, even for Tuatha De Dannan
Carnun sawed the dissention seeds, ever since watched my nation fade
