Verse 1
By peat-fire light they spoke his name
Like thunder kept in stone
A man of mist, of iron years
Who walks the ben alone
They said he sleeps in cairn and cloud
With wolfskin on his back
A blade as old as mountain bone
To guard the narrow track
Verse 2
We laughed at tales the elders told
Till sails broke through the rain
Steel rang out across the glen
And fear took hold again
No men to stand, no walls to hold
Just prayers we couldn’t send
So we turned our faces to the hill
And begged the ben defend
Chorus
Pray not to kings nor crowned men
Pray to the hill, pray to the ben
When fire falls and horns draw near
The mountain hears, the mountain hears
Verse 3
The mist split wide, a shadow moved
Down granite, moss, and snow
No cry he gave, no banner raised
Just death in every blow
The earth itself seemed joined the fight
Stone, blade, and rain as one
The raiders fled the screaming slopes
By blood and thunder run
Chorus
Pray not to kings nor crowned men
Pray to the hill, pray to the ben
When ravens cry and night draws thin
The mountain stands, the mountain stands
Outro
At dawn we found no man nor trail
Just a new cairn wet with dew
Some swear the hill breathed out that morn
And watched us living through