PAROLES

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
The road it winds uphill all the way
Ride to glory on this day
Remember now to do him so proud
In God we trust, cry it out loud

[Verse 2]
Redeem my salve of winning ways
Remember all the darkest days
Of that I know will see me tread
Walketh upon the field of the dead

[Verse 3]
The burden of blood, the breaketh of bone
The battlefield now I make it my own
The glory of the morning we make
Praying the rose is still awake

[Verse 4]
Lord above my spirit says
Death is not proud, no more no less
Power of my soul will be free
Deliver us on to victory

[Verse 5]
Wither a pain that’s almost a joy
Wander there my heart will destroy
Dreaming of days of our youth again
Stranger no wonder memories remain

[Verse 6]
Pour thy scorn upon the realm
Pity me none at the gates of our hell
For I am but a messenger, one
Sent to do reckoning what must be done

[Verse 7]
Praying to our wretched doom
Liberty freedom, maybe death looms
Wishing upon a fair display
Hoping our cause, done faithfully

[Verse 8]
Wayward thunder over rain
Giving me time to think again
Send to their graves on this day
Silent where the battle dead lay

[Verse 9]
Vengeance is for all who lay dead
I have no fear, my body has bled
I will live on in rebirth again
Come to me now, embrace it my friend

[Verse 10]
Spirits cry for a god from the grave
In darkness, fortune favors the brave
Dying, a warrior Celt has no fear
Immortal, for he will live evermore

[Guitar Solos]

[Bridge]
Dying, a warrior Celt has no fear
Immortal, for he will live evermore

[Verse 11]
Think I am, that I’m almost there
Following now, the depths of despair
Beyond the light darkness will fall
Coming to take the life from us all

[Verse 12]
Falling now where God can’t explain
Bidding farewell, a lifeline again
Following those who came from hell
Came to witness the death of the Celts

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