Song lyrics To Hell Or To Connaught by Cruachan

We fled for our lives on a winter's eve,
Cold but unheeded, we left with speed.
The roundheads they had come this night,
Our gallant people ? But blood in sight.

If we were to barter for our lives,
We would wind up dead.
This is the land where I was born and bred,
Am I a coward to avoid being slain?

These were the words of our forefathers,
Long ago, in a time of fear.
They say "what giveth returns times three"
Now in this age, we'll have wait and see.
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Condemn what you will in this war of worlds,
Shout if you want amid peaceful slurs.
But how do you stop a charging bull,
With horns of steel and a desire to cull ?