Blood for Blood (Faoladh)

Stand up from the dead in victorious sight

We strike with the ire of God

Come stand up for war, no surrender at night

All riders are drowned in their blood

And evangelists gone in the flood

To the end, to defend

To the glorious night

To the praise of the cross and the dead

Fight us, spite us

We have the might and the glory

Bite us, light us

Strike with the force of a God

Swear us, tear us

We are the fall of the holy

All the night, it's blood for blood

Altars to defend and Christ in command

We die for the Lord and the cross

Onward to the end, we all wander this land

No combat we fear and no loss

No surrender no battle is lost

To the end, to repent

To the glorious times

To the praise of the fallen and damned

Fight us, spite us

We have the might and the glory

Bite us, light us

Strike with the force of a God

Swear us, tear us

We are the fall of the holy

All the night, it's blood for blood

Fallen to descent, we died in command

No prayer, no crest, and no throne

Sunken and banned, no rest, no repent

The bravest of hearts turned to stone

Faster, wider

We come alive under fire

Darker, wilder

Stricken by fever at heart

Sacred riders

Born into flame on the pyre

Hear the call, it's blood for blood