Tir N'aill

In every grove and every dale Through every valley to these cornerstones (The other world is a voice that beckons) We tell the tale of ages past In ancient tongues that have been Marked in stone (Tír n'Aill is a call that deafens) We hear the song What voices echoing within The mist that veils this land Are calling out (We know not yet what they sing of) When we are drawn into the earth We'll join the chorus of A mighty shout (And it will live within us) We hear the song We hear the song