Cauldron Born - "...and Rome Shall Fall" lyrics

Triumph for the sons of the heather Defeat for the legions of Rome Two Kings of the night they stood togeather The clans would defend their home The third King died by the hands of his own man Noone to lead the Northmen on Kings of the night Sorcery is drawing down the aeons Kings of the night One more King comes to stand and fight And Rome Shall Fall The Vikings wil only follow a King of their own race Sorcery brings the past and present face to face Pict King nor Gael cannot lead these men But the ancient ruler of Valusia their distant kin The challenge was met, Kull would fight the challenger to the d**h, the Viking quickly died Kings of the night Sorcery is drawing down the aeons Kings of the night Out of the past a King comes to fight And Rome Shall Fall, Rome Shall, Rome Shall Fall Thus spake the ancient priest "The red j**el in your Iron Crown Through dim ages it has been pa**ed down this is sorcerous means parted the mists of time Out of the sunrise walked the champion King of Kings from aeons dead He has come to stand with you Bran Mak Morn Now fight, glory is your Pictish King" [Solo] Kull held the gorge through the iron walls of the Viking shields The Irish King gave the signal over the ridge swarmed the Gaelic steel The Pictish chariots came tracing down led by pict King Bran Red ruin covered the battlefield, the Romans died to a man Kings of the night Sorcery is drawing down the aeons Kings of the night A King of Kings he comes to fight Kings of the night, Sorcery is drawing down the aeons Kings of the night, King Kull comes to fight And Rome Shall Fall, Rome Shall, Rome Shall Fall