Wandering Spirits

[Verse] In the misty glen Where the shadows play Banshees whisper 'bout a haunting day Emerald fields with a crimson hue Wolves sing the moonlit tune [Verse 2] Celtic drums beat through ancient stone Fairies dance where no light's been shown Harps and flutes echo through the pines Old gods' whispers entwine [Chorus] Rise Rise Spirits of the land With iron in our hearts and fury in our hand Warrior women With voices sharp and grand We sing the songs of those who stand [Verse 3] By the graveyard gates Where the ravens lie Heed the call where the spirits cry Ancient tales from the mountain's mouth Brave hearts heading south [Bridge] From the Mourne Range to the Cliffs of Moher Legends dance and the fires roar Ghostly hands weave tales untold Wisdom of the old [Verse 4] Through the stormy nights With our swords held high Hear the keening of the lullaby In the shadow of the old yew tree Echoes of our legacy