A Shield With An Iron Face

[Mong¡n:]
A Cairn warrior dressed in his harness feeling fury and frenzy
His silky top had blood stained gauze stretched across his pecks
His tartan had lines of symmetry running east and west
An embellished shield with an iron face was embraced in his left hand

[Bridge - Eremon (Chieftain of Cairn):]
"I welcome thee, o' victorious, I'm skirmishing...at the lift!"
"I welcome thee, o' victorious, I'm skirmishing...by the dark!"

[Mong¡n:]
He rushed to feed the fire
As honor gained him a home -
He veered beyond the pyres
The Son of Cairn sat enthroned
An iron shield gaped toward the sky
With oak wood and leather backing;
Reprisal lead the way to his mind
And so it did

[Cairn Warrior's Question of Vindication:]
"C¡ bhfuilimid ag dul amarach?" ("Where are we marching tomorrow?")

[Chorus - Iold¡nach:]
A shield with an iron face gapes towards the sky
The death of a man is never going to die
A resolute falcon gawks back at the armor -
On the wing, yet on the lifting hour

[Repeat Bridge - Eremon (Chieftain of Cairn)]