The Last King Of The Highlands Songtext / Lyric

We’ve tilled this great valley, we’ve braved winter snows.
We have fought like our fathers before.
We don’t know what brought them or why they came to kill.
This is war, and war is something we all know.
Rise up my people, fill your hands with steel there will be time when you are dead for sorrow.
I won’t be their hostage, I won’t be their slave. I’ll fight till my death on the morrow.
I will go down there to die at their hands with my wife and my sons at my side.
I stood there staring with steel in our hands, and then they will know the rage in this highlander’s eyes.
Outnumbered by tenfold, they rush to their deaths and expected to come out with the glory.
The odds don’t matter when family is at stake.
This is war and war is something they all know.