On this bloodstained land I will make my stand And my honour will defend Ferdia oh, my friend This will be the end When this spear will leave my hand Fight with me! Choose your weapon today! Let it be all or any, today you're both brother and prey Draw your sword! Cast your spear to me! Ferdia! Come face your brother Come face the Hound of Cullan! I care not whether I die tomorrow or next year If my deeds live after me My soul dies here with you Brother, see you In Tir nan nOg My spear pierces your heart, and strikes mine twice as hard Today, there will be no victory Yet again, my brother My hands are covered in your blood This time not heal your wounds Fate wanted us to live as brothers And die as foes Woe onto ?ireann, for the greatest of warriors has fallen