d**h comes calling
the crows will circle above our sacred stones
d**h comes calling
flesh shall rip and wounds shall burst upon the sacred soil
d**h comes calling
gushing bowels shall spill upon our sacred oaks
d**h comes calling
severed limbs shall spay blood upon our sacred groves
In a War
hear our song of Beli Mawr
d**h comes calling
the crows will circle above our sacred stones
d**h comes calling
flesh shall rip and wounds shall burst upon the sacred soil
d**h comes calling
gushing bowels shall spill upon our sacred oaks
d**h comes calling
severed limbs shall spay blood upon our sacred groves
In War
hear our song of Beli Mawr
that is a nation without a people?
what is a people without a nation/
you come to take our freedom, out gods, our pride
we fight to live, we fight for our children, our homes,
hear our song of Beli Mawr, our battle cries shall echo throughout time
for we are the last of the British
with swords unsheathed, our shield walls steadfast
and we will fight to the last, to our very last breath
and we shall die sword in hand,
for all paths, they all lead to d**h