Och! Airn an' Thwndir!
An' Urquhart's Wae Verra Hel!
Great Warlike Glamis' Firey,
An' Hwmyd Loch Doon's Orrah!
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A Frame of Fire rises
Above the Dark Past,
Lands are conquered
By the Man with the Lightning,
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Och! Airn an' Thundir! Great Orrah!
Ere ye a' sune an' syne fast, verra fast gae,
Wae Verra Skye-Storne Hye,
Skye-Unleashed, IT! Clitheroe's Gory Orrah!
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For, lo! All now merges into Energy,
A wild mass of liquid Rhodium,
Incorruptible,
Wherefrom, behold ye!
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Once across a Caledonia dreary, whose Echo,
Amid the Jötnar, was MAN, I wandered hurt and weary,
Until yon Glare, with deadly Rage flaming,
Lo! I beheld, next to the Iron Gates
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In the year 1332, at auld Dupplin Moor,
Wi' a shimmering Dagger of War,
Ah pierced the Looking Glass,
And amid so wild a Fire Mass,
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Thou, dishonorable Highlan' skellum,
Thy dreary whunstane shall not see again!
Nor thy unworthy Clan Banner,
Yet my Blade!
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Play mae, auld moorlan wise,
Wi' thy martial Steel Lyre,
The enraged Sound of the Thunder,
While ah shall be, again,
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A Lone Walker nowe Ah!
Intae Theis Murky Naycht
‘Yont Whin-Rock menacin',
Ewry Wound bygane an' the Scar
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