Our Ancestors Dwell Here
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Lyrics
Riding towards me on a stallion dazzling white - save his ears a fiery crimson. Both of the otherworld - The king and his beast. This be truly a land of plenty With nothing left to want. He beckons me. Unclean I feel, Yet I go to him all dazzling pure. Far beneath Man is this land of Mac LÍr What a wonderous place is this magical TÍr. Our Ancestors dwell here in relative peace Save the hurt caused to them knowing their living destroy the Tuatha.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 05:28
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 126 BPM