Our Claymores Desire

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Whispers we'd heard for many a year But we were so far north they never came near Then the day came for us Highlander men It wasn't just where, just a matter of when Down from the Glens came us Clannish men To fight for our freedom to cleanse us from them Soldiers unknown marching so fine But soon we would meet, it's just a matter of time Mountainsides so boggy, bracken lush to waist Trepidation in our hearts, our Claymores desire taste Shields of wood, Dirks of point No shiny armour we carry, adroit The time is nearing our scouts have declared Intruders now sighted none to be spared Marching like ants as if on familiar terrain No care to their flanks, simply constrained To the mouth of our Glen to these hideous men Unknown to them, to them descends Clannish, we many and all When our ire erupts, our enemies fall Ahead of them blocked, bails of hay now fired We have them where they are, soon to expire Confusion abounds, horses in throw To whom they look up, administered blow Arrows aplenty, spears of destiny Targets hit, as our aiming should be Reddened eruptions from flesh torn wounds Claymores thrusting deep, admiring life consumed Panic abounds amidst limbless souls Crimson trails confirm our goals Men of us in deadened taken Battles like this should never be forsaken The sporadic scattering of our Clannish men To their beaten enemy, many lost in ascend It's not the way we fought, it's how we fought together When Alba's Clans unite, "Were never to surrender" <*>

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