Lyrics
On the plains, pointing to the heavens
On the wind horns of the bull play
To the world send the mighty screams
The warpipes of rising suns
The Celtic formed pantheon
We hail O thee great Camulus (Forever)
The leaf on the oak of far (Forever)
We hail O thee great Camulus
The God of the ram and war
of courage praise your victory
Riding the highlands and the low
Sent from the Remi comes the tribal God
Carved into history and stone
Across the fields you roam
Battlefield open to be conquered
To the wilds of northern Gauls
You remain powerful and strong
In the night (hear us calling)
In the dawn (shape salvation
In the day (fight and triumph bring)
Now hear the returning sound (Hear the returning sound)
Expanding 'cross Britain's bounds
We hail O thee great Camulus (Forever)
The leaf on the oak of far (Forever)
We hail O thee great Camulus
The God of the ram and war
Wielding your secret sword, invincible
Ares you'll soon be striking down
Victims of Celtic spirits turn to run
Facing destruction unconstrained
Master to us all
Master to us all
Master to us all
Master to us all
Master to us all
Master to us all