Highland Hills

I must leave ye now

For peace and glory

I'd wish to tell ye

I'd soon be back

I must leave ye now

To weep and worry

Fare ye well

I won't come back

Fare ye well

Don't say haste ye back

Roaming through the graveyard alleys

On a plain of standing stones

I hear them whisper to the fallen ones

“Oh, not again” they groan

A cry of the land is out

To breathe and soar

Through heathen hills

From days of yore

Where the wild winds roar

I hear the storm clouds thunder

They reap and plunder on once green land

So here we stand – for freedoms sake

Like rocks on the shore

And we truely know – for freedoms sake

There is no escape

In the end we stand and fall

Not for glory

Nor for the king and crown

We shed our blood

We're here - we're free

And we'll fight to survive

Fate will test our will

Here on the Highland hills

Slowly it comes off the earth

Gasping for daylight

Entirely entwined with ****

Feeding its breath

With soiled air

It screams out

To the brooding storm clouds

Following the call

For freedom to come