Hy-Brasil - Real or Myth

Hy-Brasil Out a’high in lashin’ waves a’crashin’ anger’d sea b’yond Albion an’ Hibernia where mists a’shadow’d, lowly o’ magical Isle o’ Hy-Brasil tentacl’d ocean beast ther’ tore fear’d sailors away lest they would set o’er realms o’Gods who saw o’ bare foot giants wi’ call o’ crow blacken’d eyes an’ skies sang red they threw th’ rocks in war’s a’haze their sea’s a’wet wi’ blood upon Hibernia’s shore they fled left myth n’ myst-eries devour’d by a mighty beast etern’ wi’ At-lan-tis