Blood for Blood (Faoladh)

Stand up from the dead in victorious sight We strike with the ire of God Come stand up for war, no surrender at night All riders are drowned in their blood And evangelists gone in the flood To the end, to defend To the glorious night To the praise of the cross and the dead Fight us, spite us We have the might and the glory Bite us, light us Strike with the force of a God Swear us, tear us We are the fall of the holy All the night, it's blood for blood Altars to defend and Christ in command We die for the Lord and the cross Onward to the end, we all wander this land No combat we fear and no loss No surrender no battle is lost To the end, to repent To the glorious times To the praise of the fallen and damned Fight us, spite us We have the might and the glory Bite us, light us Strike with the force of a God Swear us, tear us We are the fall of the holy All the night, it's blood for blood Fallen to descent, we died in command No prayer, no crest, and no throne Sunken and banned, no rest, no repent The bravest of hearts turned to stone Faster, wider We come alive under fire Darker, wilder Stricken by fever at heart Sacred riders Born into flame on the pyre Hear the call, it's blood for blood