Rotting Christ - Saoirse

I am the wind that blows across the sea
I am the wave of the ocean
I am a ray of the sun
I am the spear in the battle

Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom
Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom

Die like a hero, live like a man
Fight for your freedom, fall, arise, rebirth
Ride like the wind, fight like a hero
From west to the east, from zero to a hero

Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom
Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom
Brave like a hero, humble like a dove
Live with your demon, with your own god
Hails to our ancient kingdom
Die for your freedom

Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom
Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom

Hail, hail, hail freedom
Hail, hail, hail wisdom
Hail, hail, hail freedom
Hail, hail, hail wisdom

In 565 dies the last High King to follow the pagan rituals
The King of Tara, the High King of Ireland
The last king to resist the expansion of christianism
Diamat Mac Cerbail-Ri na Tara-Ard-Ri Eireann

Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom
Hail freedom
Hail freedom
Our freedom
Our wisdom

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