Текст песни The Silver Arm

[Nuada's soul takes it's trip to space and time. His spirit is almost on the other side. Dian Cencht, the healer and the Druids try to help and heal their beloved king, with their spirit. The magic "CLAIMH SOLAIS" is back in his arm, and his arm in his shoulder, an arm that shines, a "SILVER ARM". Nuada is the real king he is the one that comes in harmony with mother earth and the great goddess regains her pride and honor. Nuada the king the new horned god can bring peace to his people.]

I hear the chant of three spells

War witches ease my pain

The sword of light will lead the way

Eyes cold and cruel I am dreaming

Far out of space and time

The Mochin' word shaking my mind

I am in trance

Three days and nights in secret pain

A great palace on the hill...

Helpless and bathed in starlight

I am like a little child

Another part of me is dead and gone

The elements assemble

A mixture out of sand

The cloak of starlight fades away

Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht

Soil of Eireann I grasp once again

I am he of the silver arm

Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht

Soil of Eireann I grasp once again

I am he of the silver arm

Sword of light shall guide me through the dark

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I return now in painful everlasting

I am he of the silver arm

Men of Eireann speak of

Nuada Airged L'amh for days and nights I hung close

I am the son of the Sun

He of the silver arm

My name is carved forever

Battle cry echoed across the hills

Spells of three witches

Bad's prayer to Dian-Cecht

Tuan my companion

Shared and awaited my pain

L'amh, L'Aidir, Abu cried to the echoing hills

Grateful to the sunrise

Rode the high gold of the clouds

Call, call of Danu, call of Danu, call of Danu hear the calling of... [x4]

Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht

Soil of Eireann I grasp once again

I am he of the silver arm

Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht

Soil of Eireann I grasp once again

I am he of the silver arm

I am he of the silver arm