In the dearth of the Light Under the eye of Rhianonn´s land A strange moon shines upon tonight The world will break like stone into sand
I feel the breaking of the Maelström Cornish's spirits shall hunt thy souls The hearts of men pierced by a thorn Some might hear their weapons call
The men are waiting, but can't feel anything Swords still in their sheath
"To arms" shouted the king of clan Druids prepare yourselves in time
From the earth and seas and heavens Cornish´s spirits are on their way to war The hearts of men possessed by ravens Courageous and brave fight under the stars
Swords raised claiming blood