Highland Hills

I must leave ye nowFor peace and gloryI'd wish to tell yeI'd soon be backI must leave ye nowTo weep and worryFare ye wellI won't come backFare ye wellDon't say haste ye backRoaming through the graveyard alleysOn a plain of standing stonesI hear them whisper to the fallen ones"Oh, not again" they groanA cry of the land is outTo breathe and soarThrough heathen hillsFrom days of yoreWhere the wild winds roarI hear the storm clouds thunderThey reap and plunder on once green landSo here we stand -- for freedoms sakeLike rocks on the shoreAnd we truly know -- for freedoms sakeThere is no escapeIn the end we stand and fallNot for gloryNor for the king and crownWe shed our bloodWe're here - we're freeAnd we'll fight to surviveFate will test our willHere on the Highland hillsSlowly it comes off the earthGasping for daylightEntirely entwined with weedFeeding its breathWith soiled airIt screams outTo the brooding storm cloudsFollowing the callFor freedom to come