Limb From Limb Paroles

For invading our front and,
She'll stop the hammer fall
Just know this place could burn us all

We forge our weapons in the furnace
So our eyes like oak tree's stump

(Tonight) beg before me and I'll heed your appeal
With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel
Do not crawl before us, your fate has been revealed
The heavens would not desecrate their names with your admittance
Do not bleed before me, I will not heed your appeal
With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel
Do not beg before me, your fate has been revealed
Do not crawl before me, I will not heed your appeal

Son of flesh
I cast you out into exile for reverence
Flidais rides again
Flidais rides again (She) is the moon and (she) is the sun

See her bellow out
See her, see her bellow out in anger
See her raise the infant fawn
She is drawn by a God of sovereignty

(She is) here
(She is) gone
(She is) here
(She is) gone
She is gone