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The Second Battle of Moytirra (Folkodia)

Foul beasts are prowling the land With fangs a' dripping with the blood Of beasts and mortal men alike: These fiends have but one eye... The Tuatha de Dannan take up their arms And march down the hills in silver ranks To face the horrors of the night, to save Ireland from this monstrous scourge tonight... With a shriek and a clash Bright iron meets their claws Under moonlight the battle rages on As if the dark strove to snuff the light... The Fomorians are strong, Their strength comes front Deep abominable depths... Yet the Dannan stand fast, They hold their lines and Sing a paean of victory As they fight the onslaught... The break of day comes The Dannan lace the sun They cheer and hail the orb With their triumphant song... The battle is won The enemy is gone! Hail to the sun Hail the new dawn!