And the tyrants did reach the Vedrafjord Where the very earth did wail from the treachery Sang by the soil, soaked through at Dún Domhnaill Breaching the walls the vermin did enter Women and children and men they were butchered The streets ran with blood The corpses piled high The mountain of dead rose to the sky Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount Pulling down the walls Did they then sack and slaughter all Raghnall's Tower was last to fall Long alter the slaughter at the wall Ua Faoileán, two Sitrics, the Norse Lord Raghnall Faught and repelled them time and again 'Till finally wearied and covered in blood They succumbed to the butchers Two Sitrics beheaded The others though Mac Murchadha did save Though the Norman butchers did want them to the grave Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount The city in ruins Did they then sack and slaughter all And so amidst the piles of rotting corpses Were Aoife and Richard de Clare wed 'Neath the August sun of 1170 Was the treachery complete amidst the bodies of the dead Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount Pulling down the walls Did they then... Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount The city in ruins Did they then sack and slaughter all