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[Intro]

[Verse 1]
On mist-kissed moors, our banners unfurl,
Sons of Erin, hearts of fire, spirits unswerved.
With swords unsheathed and eyes ablaze,
We march to the rhythm of ancestral days.

[Pre-Chorus]
The harp's lament, the fiddle's cry,
Echo through valleys where legends lie.
From Tara's hill to the Cliffs of Moher,
Our valor burns brighter than the clover.

[Chorus]
Hear the war drums beat, the battle cries,
Sons of Erin, fierce and wise.
Against invaders, we stand tall,
Defenders of this emerald land, we heed the call.

[Verse 2]
In the shadowed glens, where banshees wail,
We weave our fate, our destiny unveiled.
The Morrigan dances, her prophecy clear,
Warriors rise, casting aside fear.

[Pre-Chorus]
The harp's lament, the fiddle's cry,
Echo through valleys where legends lie.
From Tara's hill to the Cliffs of Moher,
Our valor burns brighter than the clover.

[Chorus]
Hear the war drums beat, the battle cries,
Sons of Erin, fierce and wise.
Against invaders, we stand tall,
Defenders of this emerald land, we heed the call.

[Bridge]
The ancient stones whisper secrets untold,
Of Cú Chulainn's valor and warriors bold.
We fight for kin, for sacred soil,
In the name of Brigid, our spirits coil.

[Outro]
So raise your voices, sons and daughters,
To the hills of freedom, across the waters.
Sons of Erin, unyielding and free,
In the heart of battle, we find our destiny.
[Fade]