All Eire Will Quake - Mael Mórdha

Ua Ruaire you bastard, Ua Conchobhair you fool

In the name of Mac Murchadha do I rule

With Grey Foreigners at my command

All Éire will quake, the Kings wake

To the burning of their Dúns

The waiting of their women

The crying of their children

And the death-moan of their men

As their souls leak from their rotting corpses

To whatever Gods do they believe in

Did you really think, oh mighty Ard Righ

That I would send my warriors home

And once more groan under your yoke?

You misguided fool, soon we’ll do the battle

At my command

All Éire will quake, the Kings wake

To the burning of their Dúns

The waiting of their women

The crying of their children

And the death-moan of their men

As their souls leak from their rotting corpses

To whatever Gods do they believe in

Waiting for my time to come

Hoping that my plans be not undone

For my time it be at hand

To finally reclaim my land

Horror, the Ard Righ still has my son

Despair, he would not dare to kill my son

Hostage, so I could return to my land

Ochone, my scheme undone by death’s hand

Waiting for my time to come

Hoping that my plans be not undone

For my time it be at hand

To finally reclaim my land

Horror, the Ard Righ still has my son

Despair, he would not dare to kill my son

Hostage, so I could return to my land

Ochone, my scheme undone by death’s hand