Brú Na Bóinne
Waylander
Why can’t we comprehend the mysteries, Of sun and star and stone? Shout it out from the hilltops, Proclaim it on the plains, The ancient gods will never die, Whilst we invoke their names.
Why can’t we comprehend the mysteries, Of sun and star and stone? Shout it out from the hilltops, Proclaim it on the plains, The ancient gods will never die, Whilst we invoke their names.