Cathubodva

Ravens, on the battle field...
Just dark shadows in the dawn's light
Today many swords are going to be broken
The armys are ready to fight...

The grass is green,
The trees are watching,
Waiting to tell the story of the battle

Blue faces, coils on their bodies
The roman's terror is here!
Nor armour, nor fear
Just torque, sword and faith!

Cathubodva!
Ravens on the battle's field!!
The black girl rises
Running in the battle!

There's a land on fire
Full of fury and fear
Remain one last desire
To see this land still free

Flags, on the battle field!
The wind seems to let your people's soul fly
The ladies in aromur,
Are riding thier horses down the hills

10000 bodies!
Are lying in the mud.
Blood mixes to earth today
And fire will give its name to this field!

Rit. cathubodva!
Ravens on the battle field!!
The girl with the black dress
Running into the battle!