Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red, artist - Ten. Album song Opera Omnia - The Complete Works, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 25.04.2019
Record label: Frontiers Records
Song language: English
Red |
The mist rolling in from the lochs to the Spey |
Will rise from the valleys as the dawn comes again |
We stand here together and prepare for the fray |
When today could leave our history in flames |
I look on the faces that oppression has greyed |
The scars deep within that mark a lifetime in chains |
The stark legacies of a nation have changed |
As the history book begins another page |
The strong urge to fight that was never overcome |
The spirit burning bright that we shielded from the huns |
The lost mother tongue never spoken in the light |
Will echo in their ears tonight |
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens |
The clan fires are burning in the highlands again |
We’ll fight ‘til the flag of freedom files overhead |
Till the evil-hearted tyranny is dead |
And the colour of the battlefield is red |
From east where the mountains meet the sea to the west |
We are legion united by the cause from the rest |
They won’t us wanting when our steel’s to the test |
I know every man and will give his best |
We stare with defiance and our eyes are ablaze |
We will kill every man who tries to stand in our way |
We’ll cut out their hearts and send them back where they came |
For our claymores will send them to the grave |
They can’t turn the tide, now the battle has begun |
The devil take the man, when his soul is on the run |
The land will return to her long forgotten sons |
To cherish in our hearts tonight |
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens |
The clan fires are burning in the highlands again |
It’s time for the million cast aside to be free |
For we’ll drive oppression back into the sea |
We’ll die for the children and the wives we defend |
The lives and the memories of the proud-hearted man |
We’ll fight ‘til the flag of freedom files overhead |
Till the evil-hearted tyranny is dead |
And the colour of the battlefield is red |