We are three high kings in honor
We are the midst of Dagda's spell -
We are three armored forces, and
We are the gold-torqued leaders
Three wild horsemen:
Three fearless in combat -
Three gold-crowned conjurers of clash, yet
Three clannish chiefs from the Kingdom of Midhe
The leading, foremost tyrant -
The subsequent tormentor, and
The past intimidator of Cythr?ul
Are impending
"Has there ever been a better idol than Dagda?
Will there ever be a better icon than myself?"
"In the yes of myself, I fervently speak"
The trio goes out at dawn
Fiercely, we plan to fight our assailants:
Three of us versus three thousand: complete
"In the eyes of myself, I adroitly scream!"
"WE WILL ARRIVE AT THE STONE OF DESTINY" (Tara)
"WE WILL REACH THE PERDITION OF IBID" (Cythr?ul)
INVINCIBLE: we are to their spears!
INTREPIDLY: we occupy our posts!
A FORECAST OF DESTINY!
INVISIBLE: they are to their hands!
INSOLENTLY: they amuse their own pride!
INTERCHANGEABILITY: INNERCHANGEABILITY!
"With the sway of myself, weather means disaster
I affirm each day for the men of the brave"
[Repeat Verse]
As our swords of steel, their mead, and courage are fused
Is it not the throne for our Master of the Gulch?
On it's trim are rings of pearls, polished
One seat remains near the jaded citadel
[First Supposition - Narration:]
"The plains of adoration do lie somewhere below Tara, way below Tara, as a matter of fact
Sometimes give as Moyslaught and as always, Crom Cruach is welcomed"
"With the sway of myself, weather means disaster
I affirm each day for the men of the brave"
[Final Supposi