Ten: Red

The mist rolling in from the lochs to the SpeyWill rise from the valleys as the dawn comes againWe stand here together and prepare for the frayWhen today could leave our history in flamesI look on the faces that oppression has greyedThe scars deep within that mark a lifetime in chainsThe stark legacies of a nation have changedAs the history book begins another pageThe strong urge to fight that was never overcomeThe spirit burning bright that we shielded from the hunsThe lost mother tongue never spoken in the lightWill echo in their ears tonightFor now the last cry of battle has returned to the glensThe clan fires are burning in the highlands againWell fight til the flag of freedom files overheadTill the evil-hearted tyranny is deadAnd the colour of the battlefield is redFrom east where the mountains meet the sea to the westWe are legion united by the cause from the restThey wont us wanting when our steels to the testI know every man and will give his bestWe stare with defiance and our eyes are ablazeWe will kill every man who tries to stand in our wayWell cut out their hearts and send them back where they cameFor our claymores will send them to the graveThey cant turn the tide, now the battle has begunThe devil take the man, when his soul is on the runThe land will return to her long forgotten sonsTo cherish in our hearts tonightFor now the last cry of battle has returned to the glensThe clan fires are burning in the highlands againIts time for the million cast aside to be freeFor well drive oppression back into the seaWell die for the children and the wives we defendThe lives and the memories of the proud-hearted manWell fight til the flag of freedom files overheadTill the evil-hearted tyranny is deadAnd the colour of the battlefield is red