Cuchulain

Under fire were you born

Son of god and mortal

Under warrior's moon

Shining one of an age gone by

Throw the spear of destiny

Spill the blood

Victorious you stand

In flames

Live to kill

Creature of war

Divine is thy soul

Of fire

Oblivious to your mortality

Battle frenzy possesses you

By axe - by sword you slay your enemies

Ride through the night

On your blazing chariot

With torches held high

Their smoke spirals to the heavens

A threatening omen

To those who would dishonour you

Drink the blood - devour the heart

The glory of death shall flow through your veins

With strength were you born

With strength shall you rise

Carrion crows circle the skies

Hungry for the flesh of your prey

Scattered - sun bleached bones

Mark your trail of terror

Throw the spear of destiny

Spill the blood

Victorious you stand

In flames

Live to kill

Creatre of war

Divine is thy soul

Of fire