Poem to the Gael - Darkest Era

A somber sky above your head

A lonely path below

And hand on heart I cannot see

The light to guide me home

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

We travel down this trodden path

A maze of stone and mire

Just hold my hand as we pass by

A sea of blazing pyres

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

A somber sky above your head

A lonely path below

And hand on heart I cannot see

The light to guide me home

So sing me songs of love and war

Songs of hope and pain

For we are lost within her tree

Unyeilding once again

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

We travel down this trodden path

A maze of stone and mire

Just hold my hand as we pass by

A sea of blazing pyres

And every thought and every word

That’s ever come to me

Has fallen to the grave beyond

With hope and memory

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

And so it is the end of our days

So walk with me till morning breaks

Aaaaaa…