Letra de Mealltach
Drifting in dreams of memory past To pray to never wake Or return to spiritless cages That held me once before So many seasons I've seen A heart as winter's cold To melt in a summer's passion To forge a new things that have grown so oldMy Gods need me now I've sheltered beneath their sky My life I would willingly give For their return, it is but an honour to dieSeasons come and go Children grow to die Kings may come And Kings may goBut my Gods shall rule the sky