Cerridwen Wind

Druid masters met in the sacred woods
A Christian priest joined in their ritual rules
An omen of new times to come:
The Evil is already among us…
The «Eye That Sees All» showed a sword…
The one and only arm to trust…
Inside the Cormac´s visions, justice will shine
Time makes the roots of Evil strong
Our sole weapon will be the Alliance sword
Powerful enough to save the world
Forged with iron soaked in the Prophet’s blood
Answers for the quest in their own hands
Elements of power borne by them
They realized what should be done:
The chosen ones must form the sword…
The hammer on the forging stone…
The hymns and consecrating words…
Inside the Cormac´s visions, justice will shine
Time makes the roots of Evil strong
Our sole weapon will be the Alliance sword
Powerful enough to save the world
Forged with iron soaked in the Prophet’s blood
(Ceartas… gliocas… cumhachd…
Teine… uisge… iarann… fuil…
Onair… claidheamh… gaisgeath…
Beannachd… naomh… duil…)
Prophesized
blessed sword,
Stand beside us!
Save our souls!
You are the Cerridwen Wind
And we trust in the justice that you will bring
Searching for the hand to guide you worthily
From the Love of the God comes your destiny
por Bruno Karameikos