They hold in their heart,
All the faith that is lost,
They know not why they fight,
Or who really the enemy is,
They scream the battle cry,
The take to the night,
Irish spirits, Irish Pride,
They know they must die,
They know of thier fate,
Why hells gates keep open for them,
It's all in vein, But they go along their way,
They tread through the shadows,
Mist covering their way,
They look to eachother,
Goodbyes, not on their way,
They hold to their weapons,
They hide in the trees,
The enemies horses, breath, giving them away,
They look again. They signal goodbye,
He let's the battle cry,
The end is near, the battle lost,
But not in vein,
They are remember,
They are brave,
Their world is saved,
Ireland, I am coming home again!
All the faith that is lost,
They know not why they fight,
Or who really the enemy is,
They scream the battle cry,
The take to the night,
Irish spirits, Irish Pride,
They know they must die,
They know of thier fate,
Why hells gates keep open for them,
It's all in vein, But they go along their way,
They tread through the shadows,
Mist covering their way,
They look to eachother,
Goodbyes, not on their way,
They hold to their weapons,
They hide in the trees,
The enemies horses, breath, giving them away,
They look again. They signal goodbye,
He let's the battle cry,
The end is near, the battle lost,
But not in vein,
They are remember,
They are brave,
Their world is saved,
Ireland, I am coming home again!
