The Youth Of Finn Mac Cool-DoomSword

[ti:The Youth Of Finn Mac Cool] [ar:DoomSword] [al:Resound the Horn] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Youth Of Finn Mac Cool - DoomSword [00:25.79]We were roaming through the Black head [00:27.57] [00:28.63]Hungry and tired looking for food [00:30.63] [00:31.69]When we saw an old and thin deer [00:33.75] [00:35.43]And we dreamt cooked flesh with beer [00:38.20] [01:16.62]We held in tight in our hand the spear [01:20.00] [01:22.89]Like the mind it fled with its fear [01:26.01] [01:27.84]Nine warriors were at my side [01:29.34] [01:31.59]Everyone incarnation of pride [01:32.68]Together with my two hounds for that day [01:35.42] [01:37.36]Still no food we had found [01:38.87] [01:41.99]With our usual defiance [01:43.63]The hunt carried on for more preys [01:45.20] [01:46.57]Thirsty spears shone [01:47.39] [01:50.47]Warrior and bard poetry [01:51.90] [01:52.47]Runs through your heart [01:59.80]Enchant and dazes you [02:00.87] [02:02.25]Lower your blade [02:03.00]On our path we boldly walked forth [02:04.87] [02:05.63]When a red braded deer [02:07.01] [02:08.39]From the north swiftly stood [02:10.70]Before eager eyes [02:11.91]To attack we all mobilized [02:13.16] [02:13.97]But even the hounds stood still at my cry: [02:16.66] [02:17.29]"Leave that deer for he should die " [02:19.94]Baffled eyes turned towards me [02:21.37] [02:22.43]All admired my pure ecstasy [02:23.87] [02:24.37]With calm I sang my poetry [02:26.49] [02:27.69]For its beauty my will should let be [02:30.20] [02:31.33]With my words all hearts were bestowed [02:33.34] [02:50.51]Poetry's power I mystically showed