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AIRGED L'AMH LYRICS

album: "The Silver Arm" (2004)


1. Intro - Guardian Of The Ancient Deeds
2. Fate Of The Kings
3. Dissention Seeds
4. Warp Spasms
5. Mourning Grief
6. The Silver Arm
7. Balor Of The Evil Eye
8. The Arrival
9. Armies Assemble
10. Splendor Divine
11. Painless Vengeance
12. EnDomain
13. Homeland

1. Intro - Guardian Of The Ancient Deeds

[Far away lost in the years of ancient history, in the twilight of time stands Tuan
McCarel an archetype of Celtic heroic fantasy. Through his continuous
metamorphosis, he gives us the story of the invaders of Ireland and the epic of
Tuatha De Dannan.]

I belong to the Golden Age


When the gods blessed the human race
I remember well in my time shining eyes in prosperous faces

Was a King through graceful days


Now these years belong to the past
Golden cities became memories lost beneath the depths of ancient seas

Dark prevailed upon the light


Storm of fire and steel provoke rain of blood
Sorcery covered the land
Thrashing our souls with hate from caves of Crom

I hearkened to dark whispers of the ancient craft


To learn the secrets all through the time
I have witnessed what the wisest had never seen
I've walked in ways beyond your fantasy
I am Tuan, my name belongs to the myth, Guardian of the Ancient Deeds
Mine is the voice that's coming to you, penetrates within your dreams
Tribe of my own does no longer exist, Guardian of the Ancient Deeds
Dust in the wind is what they became, whispers in my ears

I am the great ancient white, the man beyond the myth


Guardian of the Ancient Deeds
They exist in my memories.
Only I remain the same
Through the path of the centuries
Growing old in different shapes
To bring you the truth that resists

I belong to the Golden Age


When the gods blessed the human race
I remember well in my time shining eyes in prosperous faces
Was a King through graceful days
Now these years belong to the past
Golden cities became memories lost beneath the depths of ancient seas

And as the sun appeared on the other side of the hill


The tribe of Tuan was vanished
Alone he walks in the fields of death
Blood-covered now stands...

Dark prevailed upon the light


Storm of fire and steel provoke rain of blood
Sorcery covered the land
Thrashing our souls with hate from caves of Crom
Taste the cauldron of my blood
Sky chariots appeared from another world

I hearkened to dark whispers of the ancient craft


To learn the secrets all through the time
I have witnessed what the wisest had never seen
I've walked in ways beyond your fantasy
I am Tuan, my name belongs to the myth, Guardian of the Ancient Deeds
Mine is the voice that's coming to you, penetrates within your dreams
Tribe of my own does no longer exist, Guardian of the Ancient Deeds
Dust in the wind is what they became, whispers in my ears

I am the great ancient white, the man beyond the myth


Guardian of the Ancient Deeds
They exist in my memories.
Only I remain the same
Through the path of the centuries
Growing old in different shapes
To bring you the truth that resists

Ancient Deeds

2. Fate Of The Kings

[Great fires in battleships gave the impression that Duatha De Dannan arrived in
clouds of mist. Tuan the Great Seahawk glorifies the liveness of the invaders and
their king Nuada. But the nightmares foretell the destruction of Eochai McErk, King
of Fir-Bolg. The fate of the king is already sealed and his death sure, in the
forthcoming battle. And era ends and another one, heroic comes.]

King of the Eireann Eochai Mac-Erc why are you fading away?
Soon you will be falling dead
Visions you saw you don't understand standing again on the edge

You walk through the path of your future calling


For you death has been cast
Towards your fate now you are standing
Your reign belongs to the past

Mountains of skulls ravens are rising brothers are turning to dust


Sacred island constantly bleeding creation of your arrogance

You walk through the path of your future calling


For you death has been cast
Towards your fate useless you are standing
Your reign belongs to the past

It is the fate of the king


To face always the steel
It is the fate of the king
Found glorious death by his will

Fear of the one standing before


You walks in the shadow of death
Into his eyes hatred and anguish
Standing forever again

You walk through the path of your future calling


For you death has been cast
Towards your fate useless you are standing
Your reign belongs to the past

It is the fate of the king


To face always the steel
It is the fate of the king
Found glorious death by his will

Crom!

3. Dissention Seeds

[Dissention seeds have been sown in the hearts of the two tribes. Tuatha De Dannan
and Fir-Bolg have the same blood all coming from the children of Nemedus, but they
will not hesitate to spill it, in Moy. Tura, where the first battle for the
domination of Ireland will take place. Crom Cruach, the God Of Tombs the Great Worm
God, will swallow all dead warriors' bodies with thirst and desire. A hundred
thousand Fir-Bolg warriors will be killed along with the king Eochai McErk.]

I will remember the civil war


When brothers' blood run down the plain
Misshaped specters march the sky
Winged warriors touched the land from high

The use of witchcraft burned the sky


Horror appears in Fir-Bolg's eyes
Sessair calls the great Crom
A creature beyond ancient times

Carnun sawed the dissention seeds


Ever since watched my nation fade

These were the first Dissention seeds


Harvest of the beast
These were the first Dissention seeds
Harvest of the beast

And as the battles have begun the plain seem like a bloody veil
A nameless hero falling dead between so many other brave

Carnun sawed the dissention seeds


Ever since watched my nation fade

These were the first Dissention seeds


Harvest of the beast These were the first Dissention seeds
Harvest of the beast

Graves and Pillars now they rise


Illusions of a haunted land
They died in vain and endless pain
But in our minds they still remain

Grief in the hearts of men sighed


Even for Tuatha De Dannan

Carnun sawed the dissention seeds


Ever since watched my nation fade

4. Warp Spasms

[Red mist sticks king's Nuada mind, when he loses his two sons in the battlefield.
The beonze smell of blood awakens the power of the Goddess within the king's
muscles. Battle frenzy turns to epilepsy, a state called "War Spasm". His body took
a really strange shape. He bends and his body forms a rainbow, so strange and so
strong. But the price is high, Nuada loses his arm and the supreme victory brings
his decline too. The mutilated king couldn't rule the land because of his wounds.
He couldn't be married to Goddess Mother Earth so there was war and desolation.]

Battle frenzy my body shakes the Earth


Mists of poison spiral around me
As the dawn of battle rages on and on
The stench of death has filled the evening

Fearsome warriors ride in silence

Strong the great champion of Fir-Bolg stood firm


As the armies of Nuada
Were slaughtered and butchered to death

I am determined to banish the evil's domain


Power, fierce and hatred are my only faithful friends

Battle frenzy the Earth my body shakes


Restless spirits gather around me
Feel the anguish of that long day never fades
For power and glory the harvest of bloodshed

I am determined to banish the evil's domain


Power, fierce and hatred are my only faithful friends

5. Mourning Grief

[King Nuada was rooted from Tuatha De Dannan and Breas The Beautiful, The bravest
warrior in battle with Fir-Bolg, took his place.]

Facing the nightmare in me dreams of emptiness


Dark clouds spit fire and ice all across the land

Tide of forgotten times in nameless shape arise as I had fallen into shadow
Gazing these purple skies I travel through the stars fever passed through me like
an arrow
While I endure in soaring pain
Shall I condemn the greatest shame?
Shall I reign?

Under a mourning grief the darkest void


I bear the agony of homeland soil
I bear the agony in painful dreaming
Under a mourning grief I am still alive...

In a delirium a farewell to my grief regaining pride that I once lost


After the raging storm of times I calmly sigh
Shadows still linger in the air

6. The Silver Arm

[Nuada's soul takes its trip to space and time. His spirit is almost on the other
side. Dian Cencht, the healer and the Druids try to help and heal their beloved
king, with their spirit. The magic "CLAIMH SOLAIS" is back in his arm, and his arm
in his shoulder, an arm that shines, a "SILVER ARM". Nuada is the real king he is
the one that comes in harmony with mother earth and the great goddess regains her
pride and honor. Nuada the king the new horned god can bring peace to his people.]

I hear the chant of three spells


War witches ease my pain
The sword of light will lead the way
Eyes cold and cruel I am dreaming
Far out of space and time
The Mochin' word shaking my mind

I am in trance
Three days and nights in secret pain
A great palace on the hill...

Helpless and bathed in starlight


I am like a little child
Another part of me is dead and gone
The elements assemble
A mixture out of sand
The cloak of starlight fades away

Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht


Soil of Eireann I grasp once again
I am he of the silver arm
Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht
Soil of Eireann I grasp once again
I am he of the silver arm

Sword of light shall guide me through the dark


Long is my journey to the other world
I return now in painful everlasting
I am he of the silver arm

Men of Eireann speak of


Nuada Airged L'amh for days and nights I hung close
I am the son of the Sun
He of the silver arm
My name is carved forever
Battle cry echoed across the hills

Spells of three witches


Bad's prayer to Dian-Cecht
Tuan my companion
Shared and awaited my pain
L'amh, L'Aidir, Abu cried to the echoing hills
Grateful to the sunrise
Rode the high gold of the clouds

Call, call of Danu, call of Danu, call of Danu hear the calling of... [x4]

Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht


Soil of Eireann I grasp once again
I am he of the silver arm
Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht
Soil of Eireann I grasp once again
I am he of the silver arm

I am he of the silver arm

7. Balor Of The Evil Eye

[Nuada's return to the throne, marks the end of Brea's ruling and without his will
he is enforced to compromise everything that he had gained with Tuatha De Dannan.
So Breas describes the facts to his father Elatha ruler of the Foworians and he
with his turn sends the Balor Of The Evil Eye , King Of The Demons. He had the eye
of destruction. The eye would be opened only in the battlefield and it was able to
destroy an army even if it was consisting of ten thousand warriors.]

In the dark forest


Of his mind and soul
I follow the path the greed of the king
Deep and frozen seas
Sights of wounded souls
Leading him to the land of lord of Seathroll

Oh, cursed land of Fomorians


Lay your hands on this king

I've seen the Balor smile


I've seen the Runes
Fomorians run like dogs
Thirsty for blood
The Oghams shape in great standing stones
A gory treason a mighty contract
Enslave the tribes of famous Mother Earth

Lugh
God of the Sun
Embrace the Tuatha De Dannan
Nuada of the Silver Arm
Will claim his rightful place as king

I am the Balor of the Evil Eye


The great sorcerer, a mind of evil
The art of magic handed to me from
Ancient chronicles of lost Atlantis
I am the one who'll rape your land
Your Godless womb, I'll saw the black seed

Lugh
God of the Sun
Embrace the Tuatha De Dannan
Nuada of the Silver Arm
Will claim his rightful place as king

8. The Arrival

[King is back on his throne and he organizes a big celebration. While the warriors
celebrate along with the king, in the great hall, a glowing warrior appeared on his
white horse, outside of the walls. He is Lugh, the incarnation of the God Of The
Sun, and asks to enter the brotherhood of Tuatha De Dannan. The arrival of Lugh
encourages Tuatha De Dannan, and they accept to be trained for battle, while strong
Fomorians army is disembarking on shore.]

Through a great celebration on the crest of the hill


Though my coming's a vision revealed
Facing warriors riding with power across
Aonvarr oh my great white horse

Though a man of science and talents I fear


It will take more than knowledge and spears

Dishonor has lasted long enough...

By the Gods I feel a great desire to kill these savages


By the Gods I will kill them myself no one now will be spared

Deep into the palace


Seeing all within the crystal ball
He's your own grandson
And his coming today has been long foretold
Druids and sorcerers of the Fommor gathered all around
Summoning battalions
Made an army of power invincible
Hoisting their sails went away across the distant shore
There was only one man who
Could stand up against the Fommorians
Hoisting their sails went away across the distant shore
There was only one man who
Could stand up against the Fommorians

Deep into the palace


Seeing all within the crystal ball
He's your own grandson
And his coming today has been long foretold
Druids and sorcerers of the Fommor gathered all around
Summoning battalions
Made an army of power invincible
Hoisting their sails went away across the distant shore
There was only one man who
Could stand up against the Fommorians
Hoisting their sails went away across the distant shore
There was only one man who
Could stand up against the Fommorians

9. Armies Assemble

[A year after these these events armies of the two opponents started to gather in
Moy-Tura for the final battle. Eighteen thousands Tuatha De Dannan Warriors
gathered. They had four secret weapons, gifts of Goddess Mother Earth, with them.
First The Spear of Lugh, Second Nuada's sword, Third The Stone of Fal and Fourth
The Kettle of Dagdu. On the other side one hundred eighty thousand Fomorians
assembled with Balor Of The Evil Eye as their leader.]

[Instrumental]

10. Splendor Divine

[Nuada with the sword of light at hand, rushed into the opponents and shed disaster
and devastation. Fomorians reacted fast and the battle started to become extremely
lethal for both sides. Many great warriors fell on that day.]

Dazzling battalions move across the white dew


Three separate smaller squares multiplying
Leaders of three raging groups
Standing in the center
Fires gashing out of hills Balor is waiting

Evil and darkness I feel hung in the air


Pounding in everyone's heart all creatures hiding
Endless destruction I fear Battle of Moy-Tura
Suffer the testing of time shadows of worm-god

Help me put an end to this slaughter


I cry out to you for the shake of our youth
Sword of light shall I bear to the last of my breath
Through the eye of the Balor I stare
Sword of light shall I bear to the last of my breath
The decision is mine now to take

As I watched I saw the shadow grouching closer


Crimson light infused his silver arm
And gave him magic strength
All the splendor of his father
God of shining glows eternal
Balor's demon God awaited
Him to take his life away

Help me put an end to this slaughter


I cry out to you for the shake of our youth
Sword of light shall I bear to the last of my breath
Through the eye of the Balor I stare
Sword of light shall I bear to the last of my breath
The decision is mine now to take

To destroy the demon's an obscene reality


For the demon's changed it's shape and living form
Though I know that there's no hope for me him to defeat
May the hearts of my people
Enlightened in their homeland
11. Painless Vengeance

[In the mist of war Nuada was dominated by the mania of battle. He killed hundreds
of enemies and reached in front of Balor. The great king sacrificed himself for
glory and freedom of Tuath De Dannan, which caused Lugh to rush screaming into the
battle seeking vengeance for the death of his king.]

High over plains and mountains


With riders by my side
Too late now for the summons
Must pay a higher price

The stormy clouds I scatter


Draw powers from the Sun
A single star now shinning
Above the clearing sky

Charging into the spiral mist


Fires of human flesh
It's too late for the rescue of my friend

In the cold nights of loneliness


A lifeless broken shadow
Saw Nuada in the coils of demon
Rest in peace my hero king
I burst in anger
Meet your equal Balor wizard

Cold nights of loneliness


A lifeless broken shadow
Saw Nuada in the coils of demon

So free the land from strangers


So free the land from foe
I circle precious shadow
I see so far below

Farewell my friend in honor I will avenge your death


The solar powers is with me until the end

In the cold nights of loneliness


A lifeless broken shadow
Saw Nuada in the coils of demon
Rest in peace my hero king
I burst in anger
Meet your equal Balor wizard

Cold nights of loneliness


A lifeless broken shadow
Saw Nuada in the coils of demon

12. EnDomain

[God of the sun was facing the total darkness of Balor's eye. The armies of Tuatha
De Dannan destroyed the Fomrians who were scattered defeated. Lugh exterminated the
Evil Eye and ended Balor's domain. The battle ended in glory but the cost was
high.]

The eye of the myth has opened wide


Like a path of terror straight to the tower
Vengeance now is all I seek
In the circle of this strange machine
Fires rising from below
As I gaze in wonder the evil throne of
Balor of the evil eye
Signaled to the Druids and to his wife

March on to battle for it's time to fight


Spears of lightning aiming high
Blazing comets through the sky
Wizard fear my great war cry
I shall end your time

With a stroke I take the bastards head


Evil eye is sealed in death
Loch na Suil a lake of icy streams
The remains of end domain

Wasted in this holy war


And so many brave have fallen into
Shadow-valley of the dead
Hope remains alive instead
Voices linger in the air
And a mist of blood has taken over
Ghostly figures in pain
For the prophecy came true that day

March on to battle for it's time to fight


Spears of lightning aiming high
Blazing comets through the sky
Wizard fear my great war cry
I shall end your time
I shall end your time

13. Homeland

[Doesn't have as story but in my mind it would be the requiem and last goodbye to
Nuada finally finding peace in his land's soil, his Homeland.]

[Instrumental]

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