Rachoncomps - Wizard vs. Priest (in the land and the skies.) Lyrics

"Surrender the glass to the ones who came before their hearts in the earththeir souls in the lore
For though the cross has risen high the Celtic fire will never"
The hills whisper olden tales of a time long ago
When the druids danced in the moon's pale glow
Before the cross was raised and the bells did chime
We were keepers of the earth in the ancient time
In the shadow of the sacred oak where the rivers run deep
The spirits of the land they never did sleep
But then came the priests with their holy fire
To tame the wild hearts and quench the pyre
But through the mist and the rain through the sorrow and the pain
The Celtic blood runs strong like the wild river's song
In the stones and the trees in the whispering breeze
The old ways survive in the land and the skies
The saints they came with words of peace
But their hands were cold and their grip was fierce
They tore down the shrines built the churches tall
But the echoes of our past they still call
Through the mist and the rain through the sorrow and the pain
The Celtic blood runs strong like the wild river's song
In the stones and the trees in the whispering breeze
The old ways survive in the land and the skies
Now the roads are paved and the cities rise
But the old gods watch with ancient eyes
In the dance of the flames in the song of the sea
The spirit of the Celts will always be free
Through the mist and the rain through the sorrow and the pain
The Celtic blood runs strong like the wild river's song
In the stones and the trees in the whispering breeze
The old ways survive in the land and the skies
So raise a glass to the ones who came before
Their hearts in the earth their souls in the lore
For though the cross has risen high
The Celtic fire will never die
Through the mist and the rain through the sorrow and the pain
The Celtic blood runs strong like the wild river's song
In the stones and the trees in the whispering breeze
The old ways survive in the land and the skies